I love going through my journals, and the endless piles of tattered notebooks that fill my heart with nostalgia, love, pain and sometimes with peace…. An array of emotions usually come over as I live out the memories in my mind that inspired the words and scribbles. Sometimes it’s a smile or a tear, sometimes it’s gut wrenchingContinueContinue reading “.she is not me”
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.am i a paradox?
I love everyone and everything yet nothing and no one. I love adventure and new challenges but I fear the unknown and I’m hesitant with change.
.retaliation
karma wont stay away very long…
she will unfold an indiscernible curve ball
that will knock you off your feet
.memories
My heart longs for the memories that I never got to make with you… My soul cries for the future I had painted that was simply washed away… Missing the parts that never happened… Wiping my tears with a cloth full of regrets… My heart not whole, my mind in turmoil Sometimes I lose whoContinueContinue reading “.memories”
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