about the last entry...
i lament that ability in others and i strive for it in myself...like a very very special person to me once said--you should never be afraid to hear the things you don't want to hear...or something along those lines...
and i wake up everyday and i breath deep and i tell myself "today i will not fear the truth"
i am constantly taking bricks down only to replace them with others...but some sweet day i will take a rocket launcher to that wall and make it rubble...
my heart is heavy as of late...when you realize that you haven't changed as much as you thought you had and that the parts that have lingered have led to the demise of beauty in your life it feels like a swift kick to the side of your head...only not so swift
the one person i want to read these things probably won't...she isn't really interested in what goes on inside my head or my heart or my life for that matter
and i wake up everyday and i breath deep and i tell myself "today i will not fear the truth"
i am constantly taking bricks down only to replace them with others...but some sweet day i will take a rocket launcher to that wall and make it rubble...
my heart is heavy as of late...when you realize that you haven't changed as much as you thought you had and that the parts that have lingered have led to the demise of beauty in your life it feels like a swift kick to the side of your head...only not so swift
the one person i want to read these things probably won't...she isn't really interested in what goes on inside my head or my heart or my life for that matter