six years ago, I left the fair a mess after being drunkenly abused by the one I loved. I never saw them again after that night and have avoided this place ever since…
last night at that same fair, my friends never left my side. they knew my panic, my fear and anxiety. they let me cry and bought me dill pickles and sour cherries to make me smile.
to the ones who knew you in lives before, who loved you then, and still love you now- those are the best ones 
