Namaste Blog Family I love you. I haven't said that enough lately - just thought I would remind you. I've been reading a lot lately. This has me overjoyed because it means I must be getting better. It's funny, I think a lot of people who experience depression have no idea that they actually are. I think there are a lot of misconceptions about it. I've come to understand that for the past five years, I've been experiencing something known as...
pushed. your pleasure. I once found a way To love in colors. Somehow Brighter. Then. Lampshade secrets. He switched. Something. What he did not. What no one Bothers. Looking. To reveal: I tap history. To hurt: Why couldn’t you hear me? I have this. Ability. And he said he knew. And he promised he would… Soften a strength. Set up Without stealing a soul; Yet stabs a broken heart. Devoured on a shared plate. Do you mention what you left? Stone...
lower than deep. south. He was never Capable to capture How I sway To levels beyond The love you claim. The hurt you heal. Congratulations. I wish cheer and Hope and pray and Assume like finds Like. Tripping past Into a history I know I should have never Created. Plastic Manifested from shallow Need. Dual stipulation, Forget my lack and I Forget yours. See They trade pathetic Excuses of reason. She could have never Been. You are now so Right....
attack escape She gobbles his distortion. Counterfeit Couple. Duplicate deception. Cut me Again. I reshape fate. He spits. Legit Phase. One. “What we have is something so deep.” Repulsive revival. Another fool. My colors align. Spin in seven ways. Learn: Acceptance does not come on terms. Two. “The abuse was carved for 1000 days.” She is too thick to wonder what broke down; Create a label, sleep better at night. Nothing is sobering...
weeding tolerance you think. you can do to me: what you wish. degrade yourSelf in a scope of human as you both. wallow besides insecurity. next move into regurgitated i’ve never felt this way before. it mattered. my shoulders dropped to control. until he came, shots of lies. transparent promises. they make - a pair of crises. double mess. my mind. glimpse of a disgusted glory. illiterate longing. fabricate what you feel while my motion...