"what Was Your Childhood Like?" Idk I Wasn't There

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The Washington Post, May 19, 1912

marriage before thirties is so insane because you're barely a person yet

to the version of myself who got me this far,

you weren't supposed to die this way. despite the circumstances in which you had to go, i wanted to let you go with grace, for you gave me what i needed, when i needed it the most.

you didn't deserve the pain they put you through, or the pain i put you through. you deserved to receive the same love that you brought to other people.

at first i wanted to save you, i wanted to retrieve the memory of what it was like to be you. at least hold on a little bit longer. i didn't want to let you go, but i had to.

i take the goodness you left, and i carry it with me in my new shell. just know, i won't ever forget what you had to go through to become me.

It was looking like one big painting out there this morning.

Commission for Michael for his wife for Christmas, to match with a commission from earlier this year.

insta rotted my brain so bad that scrolling tumblr feels like dancing barefoot through a meadow