due to my clumsiness, i fall in love, and find hope in broken people   i am trying so hard to move on from the past, but even in the most open space i find sharp edges, so every time a wound heals it is torn open again   -g.c. Advertisements

places for negative thoughts to be harbored are etched into our minds, space for the past and all its taunting mistakes to be held and all our hopes for the future to be kept. where uncertainty conquers all desire, and where presence remains absent. here, sanity is lost. when a moment comes that you are…