Burdens are a small price to pay for acts for carelessness. I have to admit its hard walking around with a cross on my shoulders when I do not know …
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I got lost somewhere along the lines of these pages and I haven’t been able to trace my way back but I have found a map that leads only one …
I am madly in love with you, thoroughly distracted by you. Just like in the romance novels, wholly, terribly, utterly, deeply and I almost can’t help it. For me that’s …
What comes after pain ? What happens after the apologies ? What do I do with this unhandled energy All the memories I cannot erase All the scars that don’t …
my tears are a mix of whiskey and pain I guess you could get drunk off them cus i think he did they talk of addiction to the liquor But …
if I were to look like my heart it wouldn’t be beauty as you know it it would be uncut grasses and wild flowers it would be thorns and roses …
Most of us are broken vessels Some of us are healing Others still break some more Some fall apart all together Some of us survive the crack I am surviving …