the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

I love the cutesie ish, up to a point. —>

Once I’m past that point, I’m as cynical as it gets.

The mirror can be a cruel but intentional teacher. Reflecting back what you must see to painfully grow.

I didn’t mean for it to come out like that.

My spirit couldn’t stomach it any longer.