The Grief Is Un Fucking Believable. If You're Stalking My Tumblr, You Little Muse, Know You Have Taken

The grief is un fucking believable. If you're stalking my tumblr, you little muse, know you have taken my rest. I wish I could eat you whole and have all the memories of a lifetime spent admiring you from the other side, but. This comically gross timing. I am fucking bereft, angry, and hungry for the thing I've lost, that I never even had. I don't have the patience to be still right now, my mind is a MESS. Take this dumb cryptic tumblr post and know you deserve ALL the wonderful things. I hope you have so much joy crashing into you from someone who deserves you, who drops everything for you, and crowns you in love. I hope you only exist in happiness. I want you to be so so so happy.

fuck.