puzzled leif I let a girl run amok and create a disaster of a strong heart. For three years I was captive to a frivolous love. For some reason it doesn't matter how many times I've seen her back, I can only seem to remember how much I miss her face. Fuck her. She's of such little consequence. But dammit did she ever leave me damaged. How do you make sense of the broken pieces? 151128 ... raze this is just me, but the only good use i've ever found for the broken pieces is in grabbing some glue and re-purposing them, incorporating them into something new that's just for you. a sort of gift you create for yourself out of catharsis, out of letting go, taking the scar tissue someone gave you and tattooing over it until what's left is something you can feel proud of. 151129 ... unhinged maybe some self tonglen might help you feel better too 151129 ... jane kintsukuroi. create your own alchemy. 151202 what's it to you? who go blather from