
via Instagram http://instagram.com/p/xOh6jzHzbD/ The nights you could cope, Your intentions were gold. But mountains will shake, I need to know I can still make Explosions. 🌋🌌
And I think of you and miss you the most during the moments I know you're supposed to be here. I miss you so much Nicks.
But I can only imagine how your family is coping. You were so you, so Nicky 🐎, so calm and accepting and so collected and so Nicky -ish...I cant even describe it. We were blessed with 33 years of you. Sometimes it's like a dream that you're no longer here with us. I wished I had said a proper goodbye. But I don't think that matters now. Im sure you know how loved you are.
I would like to remind myself that even though it hurts right now, it will pass. You will find yourself. You will be okay.
You will be okay.
This too, shall pass
Let's be quite and true for a moment.
It's 4.21 on a Sunday afternoon and I feel like my life is slowly being torn apart and fed to pigeons. It's not even internship now. Its just life in general.
That is all.
Oh man, life's getting hard. Sometimes life's like chapter after chapters of goodbye.
Do you ever feel sad or lonely, or like the world's leaving you alone tonight?
Cause im sad and lonely and scared. It feels like im never gonna figure anything out. Im never gonna get it right and ill always be stuck somewhere wrong.
I hate nights like these.
Just because you admit you were wrong and said sorry doesnt erase what you did. IT DOESNT MAKE YOU ANYMORE FORGIVABLE. And dont play the victim here when we know who's the one that fucked up.
I hate this. I keep thinking, if you had even an ounce of love and respect for me, you wouldn't have treated me this way. It was obvious now you didnt. You're so good at saying sorry. How bout next time you dont say you're sorry and just dont do shit like that anymore? Sounds good?
I dont know if my sanity and mental health will be able to endure the cold cold hell that is internship.
Hey Nicky,
In my dreams you were gone. And the grief, it was new. I miss you Nicky. I cant see your face on my phone and convince myself that you're gone. But you are.
Love you
Tiny baby steps for the future.
Why does it feel like the start of the rest of my life? It's too early to be this dramatic.
There are people that will love you, and then there'll be people that don't. It's as simple and complicated as that.
(29 Sept 2014)
I think you're supposed to count the blessing that you have as opposed to blessing that other people have. This envy thing, it's not gonna work C. You'll never be happy, you'll never be content if you measure yourself by someone else's ruler. Be grateful and thankful for all the blessing that you already have because, god knows, you have plenty.
(30 Sept 2014)
It's harder to outrun your thoughts when it's midnight and everything is still and silent and the silence roars rather than soothes.
Do you ever lose your breath just for a bit because someone looks so damn good? xx
I'm talking to myself, having conversations of everything that I'm supposed to tell you. And in real life I barely tell you anything. I cant. I need a certain level of trust with a person before I can spill my guts and you. You broke my trust.
But I think by this point, we both know that what it was that we felt is gone.
I'll admit that I really like you, but at this point, you're not worth it.