now, here’s a confession: there is a somewhat sizeable folder in my computer that i absolutely loathe going through now.
& every time i have to, i cringe & my stomach turns & i feel so disgusted i think i just might hurl.
i’ve never believed there was truth in the saying “pictures lie”— until now. all that washes over me each time i’m forced to face it all is a combined feeling of utter foolishness & gross humiliation. some day, one day, very soon, (when i’ve mustered up enough energy & steeled my upchuck reflex), i will scrub my entire hard drive of every last trace.
broken promises & flimsy false memories.
everything was only a fucking lie.