Beautiful Ugly

by Alice Feeney

Everyone is addicted to something because we all need a form of escapism,

there is no such thing as a random order of events; everything happens when it happens for a reason, even if the reason is hard to see at the time.

You can only rearrange the furniture of your life a number of times before things look the same as they did.

Is being with someone who used to love you better than being alone?