Tabitha Marie ♦
Live life to the fullest ★
There are some things I will never talk about unless I am asked. The pain, or perhaps the memory itself, is too fragile and will never be strong enough to be vocalized. You may see my suffering, but you will not hear of it beyond what I’m willing to show.
I once had a drunk guy tell me I was too sexy to be shooting up at a party. He knocked the needle out of my hands and stepped on the pen, shattering the casing, telling me I should thank him by giving him my number and a kiss. It was my diabetes medicine.
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She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.