Blue Love Letters

A catalogue of a neurotic masochistic middle-aged woman's sorrow, stupidity and self-indulgence. Why I do this to myself is the perennial question. Yes I must be a masochist.

Saturday, 6 February 2016

I don't know how to stay

Beautifully written. I can't say it better myself.
http://www.elephantjournal.com/2015/10/when-were-not-asked-to-stay-the-only-thing-to-do-is-leave/

Posted by The Mad Woman at 12:13
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