how dare they be fine. say that. how dare they
anger is grief with its jaw set. write it here instead of sending it — the point is the saying, not the delivery.
answer it where no one knows you
toska is an anonymous space for heartbreak — no names, no faces, no feeds designed to keep you scrolling. one prompt a night, strangers who get it.
open toskaabout the appmore for anger
- what would you say to their face if you knew they'd actually have to sit there and hear it
- they're out there telling their side. what's the part they're leaving out
- what's the thing they did that you laughed off then that you want to throw across the roo…
- did they ever once choose you when it cost them something. or only when it was free