Hold me. touch me. love me. never leave me. I'm hurting and the only thing that will help me is your hands running down my body. I shiver when you're here in the most delicious way and when you leave my shivers are hateful. They meet me in night when I'm alone and you're not here to push them away. The dreams of houses and babies have turned sour. Iv bags medications and miscarriages. Help me out of here. I'm so scared.
august 14 2019
Not sure who I was asking to hold me here but that's not so important anymore. What is important is that i no longer feel like my dreams have turned sour and i have stopped letting friends influence how I feel about my own life.
March 29th 2020
Im still pretty sick but not as debilitating to my body as it used to be. This kinda stuff still scres me. Im always worried Ill be too sick for a family but I know now not all hope is lost. May 14, 2023.
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Stone Fox Diary
Kurgu OlmayanPoetry thoughts and ramblings dating back to at least 2019. This is a journal that builds on itself as time goes by. Every now and then I come back, read what I've written before and make comments about it. Sometimes I just comment on what's written...
