Missing someone is a strange thing.
It is pain, and hurt, and insanity
At some points, it’s holds you close with clawed hands, and at some points it isn’t there at all.
It makes you long for the worst and poisons the good.
The pain of missing someone who hurt you over and over is not one that goes away easily;
It’s poisons have tainted even the happiest memories.
I want what I had before, and what was before them, but wants are rarely neither granted nor justified
My feelings of pain, betrayal, and regret will be long to fade, so I must distance myself from them.
I am mentally as well as I’ve ever been in years, and I cannot look back.
I do not have room for whispers of the past or needles poisoned with memories
While my first accounts where at their highest, topping out tags with thousands of likes, I was at my worst. And I will not be returning to that.
Many of my followers have done so much for me, and this post is not about you, instead it is a very sad goodbye.
I’m leaving tumblr, and I do not plan on returning.
Thank you for the memories, good or bad, have faith they will never leave me.
Goodbye, my friends. I love you, and wish you well.
