Author: carahallen_5pxy5b
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it’s hard to be
on july 4th, i was out with my cousin parading around the LA area. on the train to downtown, i saw a lot of graffiti art scattered along walls, pavement, other trains, signs, and honestly anything you could get a spray can close to. i wasn’t able to take a good picture of any of…
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the shock of love!
per my first post, i think any reader can tell that i get lonely pretty easily. this summer i’m somewhat living on my own for the first time. away from my close friends and my immediate family. sitting in a barely decorated room at night that has shitty lighting, it’s easy to feel the loneliness…
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grief’s embrace
i always think of the Growing Around Grief image by Lois Tonkin. while grief remains the same, life grows bigger around it. i’ve grown around my grief, around my mourning— both dead and alive. but when the grief hits you once again, you feel small. smaller than the grief that surrounds you. it gets hard…
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loneliness, my good friend
the days continue to go on, time flying past, and seasons ever-changing, yet you remain the same. lost as ever in your own thoughts and shrouded in the loneliness of life. you once thought that the loneliness would be welcomed after being well acquainted for years, yet every time it creeps up it still squeezes…