nothing they did adds up to leaving and yet here we are.
when you don't know what you feel yet, naming the not-knowing counts. start anywhere.
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 confusion
- they were everything and now i can't remember why. that scares me more than missing them.
- do you still love them or is it just the muscle memory of having.
- i feel okay and i keep waiting for the okay to turn out fake.
- which is worse. that they changed. or that maybe they didn't and i just stopped seeing it.