One week until Liverpool! I'm absolutely dying for this trip, 4 days in the Hard Days Night hotel, with the Cavern and the Friends cafe just around the corner, with my best friend! Beyond excited! I'm counting down the days! 

Sometimes it's screaming, crying and smashing plates. 

Sometimes it's numbness and quiet and 'oh my god why am I not dead.' 

And sometimes it's getting up anyways and staying alive, even if you don't want to. 

I've been writing poetry all night. It's when I realise today would've been the one year anniversary of my relationship with Matt. It all started on this day one year ago. I couldn't be more glad that we aren't together. I've never had so much distaste for someone as I do for him. My poems express that distaste.