i am Roxann, seventeen years old but rather feel like ninety years. i write too much about the loss i have to face every day - but thats how i cope.
i love black and white movies, camping, speaking french, ships in bottles, architecture, doing crossword puzzles in pen, reading and the smell of pepermint.
quietnightminds asked: All of your posts are so wonderful.
I noticed some were about you loosing someone; I lost someone close to me too and it still burns.
I hope that you're okay, but I promise you will be eventually. Because whilst their death lingers, they will visit you unexpectedly, whether it is through sudden memories or a smell or a sound or a picture, they will always remain. Sometimes I hear my mother's laugh when I laugh and whilst it scares me, it's still lovely in a bittersweet kind of way.
It will get easier, that you can be sure of. I know we don't know each other, but I understand how you feel and if you need a complete stranger to ramble to, i'd me more than happy to listen.

Thanks I’m sure your posts are beautiful to but i can only see a blank page :(
I keep waiting for it to dull with time, i mean that’s what people say right - that it gets easier when time has passed. Sometimes i’m not sure i believe that anymore. I hope your okay too dear. And thank you very much the same also goes for you of course –if you need anyone to talk to i’m just here.