*sigh*

[tzhebee]

The bitter deep darkness of where our souls can go is not known in words.

It is not understood with description

It is not felt by touch.

Rather, it is a pain brought on by ourselves, to ourselves to punish ourselves.

It is the endless unknowing and cursed fear that one allows to grow and feed upon us.

Our minds thrive upon it and our bodies live under

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[tzhebee_wedding]

wow...you know it's bad when a comment that simple and sweet makes me cry. *feeble attempt at laughing*

Thank you.