Grazie, bitches!

I swear the United flight attendant said, "I wanna thank you bitches for flying with us today."

 

un anno

One year since I left the house.
I started out that day, one year ago, crying. I ended that day with love.
Today, it's not any easier, but I'll be alright. I would be lying if I said I didn't shed a tear all day. It was bound to happen. Being at the house and driving away always gets to me. Soon that won't be happening, once the final decree is submitted. Knowing that makes me tear up, but this is what I signed up for, right? In order to have a beginning there must be an end.

I'm holding my own.