Peter Callesen “Transparent God” large scale paper cut sculpture
(via beneficial-fixations)
this time last year
You’ve been gone so long. Sometimes I forget you’re even alive anymore. I know it’s awful, but it only gets worse when I remember you’re still out there, just not with me. I’m getting so much better about not missing you, but sometimes it just still hurts so much. You never were one to stay in one place, I guess I just always thought you’d take us with you. This time last year, we were all together and you made my life hell. You knew you were leaving this time last year. You knew and didn’t change how you spoke to me one bit. I know I’m better without you, but with the one year anniversary coming up, you’re just on my mind a lot. It all feels so raw and fresh again and all i can do is tell the fucking internet about it.







