cathartic

i feel like i've had the wind knocked out of me
like my stomach is twisted into knots and won't come loose.
i just want to unravel it, make sense of it and stop worrying about it. i have always had to talk to my girlfriends about guys and delivered the standard lines that they're not good enough, you can do better and that you don't deserve the treatment you've been getting. lately i've been hearing a lot of the same things out of my girls' mouths and i never believed it.
today i believe it
today as i pack my bags and get ready to move back to toronto, as much as it twists my stomach and hurts my head - i believe it
so as i took down the pictures and threw away the notes this song come onto my itunes and speaks volumes


There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save
- Stars

in honor of all this strength that i am mustering inside of me, i am getting my tattoo this week. it will be beautiful and will remind me that i've gotta do me right, and i have the strength to do it.