The necessity of heartbreak

Heartbreak is a curious thing.   It’s quite like childbirth; the size and shape of it unknowable until it happens, your experience uniquely your own.   The dull pain of it never quite gone, thrumming just below the surface.  The joy experienced before exponentially greater than any regret at the unending sorrow of the aftermath.


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Relentlessly punctual, hedonist denim-head. Inked, vain, lover of shoes, clothes, and handbags, but mostly lost causes.

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