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sometimes
i bleed in the most beautiful shade of crimson
other times
i merely bleed in black and white
-j
Dear Me,
I've come to realize, that no matter how happy you are, old habits die hard. Certain things come into play, and you're left there to disassemble the puzzle. Because no matter how hard or how precisely the pieces have been placed, you can still find the oddity that keeps them from fitting into the proper segment that which they belong. You're your own worst critic. And things will never make sense.
Come to terms with it already.
-You
i bleed in the most beautiful shade of crimson
other times
i merely bleed in black and white
-j
Dear Me,
I've come to realize, that no matter how happy you are, old habits die hard. Certain things come into play, and you're left there to disassemble the puzzle. Because no matter how hard or how precisely the pieces have been placed, you can still find the oddity that keeps them from fitting into the proper segment that which they belong. You're your own worst critic. And things will never make sense.
Come to terms with it already.
-You