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I'm getting back into the thought of allowing flings and no meaning relationships to consume my life, but I know it'll just take away my dignity and strength. It's too easy to fall into that trap, and depend on stranger after stranger to fill in the empty spaces of my life with more nothingness.
It's so much harder to do this on my own, and make it on my own. If I fall I fall right on my back, with nobody to pick me back up. If I cry there will be no shoulder, no words of comfort. When my past comes running back to haunt me, begging me to take part in old habits - there won't be anybody there to make promises to.
I'm on my own.
I'm on my own.
I was born alone, I can get through this alone.
What doesn't kill me will make me stronger. I can only hope for the former.
It's so much harder to do this on my own, and make it on my own. If I fall I fall right on my back, with nobody to pick me back up. If I cry there will be no shoulder, no words of comfort. When my past comes running back to haunt me, begging me to take part in old habits - there won't be anybody there to make promises to.
I'm on my own.
I'm on my own.
I was born alone, I can get through this alone.
What doesn't kill me will make me stronger. I can only hope for the former.