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my loves.
its been so long since i was here, and so much in my life has moved, shifted, healed and changed.
all for the better. just so much better and calmer and happier.
i've stopped being bitter about g and f and ghost boy. all in the past, all bruises have healed and i'm done making them reappear for the sake of words that sound pretty but just make my insides hurt.
the boy who i've been with for 9 years, the boy who broke my heart before i created this account, the boy who i've been with since i was 13 and who i've fought with and made up a million times since , asked me to be his forever on new years day this year, and i couldnt possibly say anything other than yes. yes yes omg yes. my heart is so full and happy and we're planning wedding stuff and looking at venues and writing lists and even the budgeting is exciting.
i dont write anymore. i dont need to.
i am a full time graphic designer, and i am happy.
i am happy, i am whole, i am healed.
i hope you're all well.
maybe we'll meet again someday.
farewell.
stacie.
its been so long since i was here, and so much in my life has moved, shifted, healed and changed.
all for the better. just so much better and calmer and happier.
i've stopped being bitter about g and f and ghost boy. all in the past, all bruises have healed and i'm done making them reappear for the sake of words that sound pretty but just make my insides hurt.
the boy who i've been with for 9 years, the boy who broke my heart before i created this account, the boy who i've been with since i was 13 and who i've fought with and made up a million times since , asked me to be his forever on new years day this year, and i couldnt possibly say anything other than yes. yes yes omg yes. my heart is so full and happy and we're planning wedding stuff and looking at venues and writing lists and even the budgeting is exciting.
i dont write anymore. i dont need to.
i am a full time graphic designer, and i am happy.
i am happy, i am whole, i am healed.
i hope you're all well.
maybe we'll meet again someday.
farewell.
stacie.
perhaps.
napowrimo is almost upon us,
and this account is feeling more like home again.
i dont know if anyone is still here, but i might be less of a ghost in the coming weeks.
please bare with me, my words are incredibly new to me, i feel like i'm learning all over again.
-stacie
-announcement-
i made this account 3 years ago the night before valentines day.
i was hurt, i was angry and i had outgrown the account before this one long before.
on this account i have grown, i have turned from a hurting and melodramatic 17 year old with a penchant
for metaphors about oceans and bruises and bones, who had too many ghosts that were mostly self inflicted into a bitter and sarcastic almost 21 year old whose muse is a dysfunctional relationship between two gay men.
some of my greatest pieces are within this account.
i've compiled two books and gotten a DD.
i made friends, fell in love, and lost almost everyone again.
most are gone no
30.
i write still
and i still submit here
and try and contribute
but i feel like this place has little to nothing
left to offer me anymore.
almost everyone has left
and people too often fave and run
without commenting
or trying to communicate.
i just dont feel like i belong here anymore.
if you stop believing, we'll keep believing.
i'm learning
-that while you were making the albums
that saved so many lives
you were clinging onto your own.
i cannot stop being grateful that you made it back from
warped/japan/paramour.
-that place was definitely fucking haunted.
- that song is definitely about you
and he is full of shit if he says otherwise.
- your brother was right
it was a pre-midlife crisis and infinite sadness.
(nice work there, super proud)
- you are always going to be
my god damn hero.
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Many congratulations and I hope the happiness lasts as long as love. ♡ 