What I appreciate is that there are good people out there.
I know it's a common thing to look for answers and plagiarize for a school paper but when you steal someone else's feelings and give them to your own loved one you're only disgracing that person by cheapening their value and diminishing your own character as a person. You're not giving them yourself but someone else's form and those words will atrophy prematurely because they were never connected to anyone's roots but mine.
Besides, I don't feel bad for the taker, but for the recipient. That's a poor kind of love she's in. There is no respect in that. You're building something inferior.
If you have to steal someone else's emotions and designate them as your own then certainly you've never lived, loved, died, grieved, suffered, analyzed, longed, savored, cherished, or enjoyed life with any zest.
I'm not one who holds onto pain but sometimes I struggle with hardship to break these words out of me. To do so I have to awaken my unconscious and ponder even the smallest fleeting thought and pour out without shame of how I may sound to an unknown public.
The last thing I am trying to do is shine the light on myself. I'm just trying to say get over yourself and be a person while you still have a chance.
I know it's a common thing to look for answers and plagiarize for a school paper but when you steal someone else's feelings and give them to your own loved one you're only disgracing that person by cheapening their value and diminishing your own character as a person. You're not giving them yourself but someone else's form and those words will atrophy prematurely because they were never connected to anyone's roots but mine.
Besides, I don't feel bad for the taker, but for the recipient. That's a poor kind of love she's in. There is no respect in that. You're building something inferior.
If you have to steal someone else's emotions and designate them as your own then certainly you've never lived, loved, died, grieved, suffered, analyzed, longed, savored, cherished, or enjoyed life with any zest.
I'm not one who holds onto pain but sometimes I struggle with hardship to break these words out of me. To do so I have to awaken my unconscious and ponder even the smallest fleeting thought and pour out without shame of how I may sound to an unknown public.
The last thing I am trying to do is shine the light on myself. I'm just trying to say get over yourself and be a person while you still have a chance.
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