it has been about a year now since the last time my heart got ripped out of my chest, thrown on the ground (still beating), and stomped on (repeatedly).
this is a blog about the tragic joke that is my love life and also sometimes some other stuff. it's not nonsense to me, but it probably is to you. that's kinda the point.
the trail of my delusions...it's more fun if you start from the beginning, which is the end.