It’s just that everything moves so fast—and that I was 12 like YESTERDAY, squarely between traumas and completely unaware what I’d been bred for. My dreams were much more focused then…Yet here I am, succumbing to patterns, and being THIS person—whoever that is. It’s just that other humans kept letting her down. They kept proving … Continue reading It’s just that…
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Dawn of the Hour
I try to make sense, Of the angst I've been feeling, As if there’s ONE trigger, That’s sending me reeling.
The Daily "Me" 