“My eyes are damp from the words you left
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest”
~~Youth by Daughter
And today she finally broke it into so many pieces it can’t be put back together again.
Your cycle continues, mine does not.
What you don’t know? There is *so* much you don’t know. It is all about the money. Every bit of this is about your money. How sad. How…ugly. And now you have engineered a repeat of what happened those many years ago, when you stood at that woman’s grave. It’s …
