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Current mood: headstrong
a lady once talked of all the BAGGAGE that she has in her. all these hurts and pains and things that she doesnt deal with, that she even went as far as to pack them away in designer bags in color coordination in a safe room in a isolated corner in a secret place within her confindes. she hid it so well and searched so long for a good place for it, over the years she forgot where she put it. the struggle then, wasnt just "how do i free myself of all of this", but quickly became, "how to find what i burried so well". she got a clue when her heart grew 24 lbs too heavy, as to where it could be. and she dove in and ripped thru it and was faced with the game of hide and seek that she almost won too late.
she shared that when the time came in for her to air out her luggage, to unhook the latches, to rid herself of the girth of this burden?
it was empty.
"it's in your heeeeaaaad"-cranberries
family seems to matter more and more to me, and everything else is just mere shades of grey...and since the ambiguity of that color has tainted quite a bit in my life, im now trying to deal with the black and whites. some of the more perminent issues...so, i call you out and cast u away, there is no more room on this picture, this black paper this white pen, for your damaging shades of gray.
why, how do u spell it?
kbye.
Current mood: headstrong
a lady once talked of all the BAGGAGE that she has in her. all these hurts and pains and things that she doesnt deal with, that she even went as far as to pack them away in designer bags in color coordination in a safe room in a isolated corner in a secret place within her confindes. she hid it so well and searched so long for a good place for it, over the years she forgot where she put it. the struggle then, wasnt just "how do i free myself of all of this", but quickly became, "how to find what i burried so well". she got a clue when her heart grew 24 lbs too heavy, as to where it could be. and she dove in and ripped thru it and was faced with the game of hide and seek that she almost won too late.
she shared that when the time came in for her to air out her luggage, to unhook the latches, to rid herself of the girth of this burden?
it was empty.
"it's in your heeeeaaaad"-cranberries
family seems to matter more and more to me, and everything else is just mere shades of grey...and since the ambiguity of that color has tainted quite a bit in my life, im now trying to deal with the black and whites. some of the more perminent issues...so, i call you out and cast u away, there is no more room on this picture, this black paper this white pen, for your damaging shades of gray.
why, how do u spell it?
kbye.