I come here to share pretty things, say what I can't say out loud, hide when I'm flaring and sometimes just silently scream. It's a window to my tired soul. I've spent the last 9 years living with CFS & Fibromyalgia - it's hard sometimes, but I'm learning new ways to get through every day.
Feel free to ask me anything, & I'll always try to follow back. Happy tumbling, kind hearts x
Everyone keeps wishing me happy new year.
It has to be a happier new year, doesn’t it?
I very nearly didn’t make it out of the last one alive.
I hate that everything pure about us - about our family - was taken away by her.
I hate that “I love you” will never mean as much.
I hate that you couldn’t have waited.