In actuality, I am sentimental and considerate to a fault. It can be a chain that never fails to link me to both those that serve me and doesn’t.
My old self would probably stop me from doing against this part of my character. She would look at me and gently shake her head- as if it could harm humanity.
My old self would probably stop me from doing against this part of my character. She would look at me and gently shake her head- as if it could harm humanity.
This is the beauty and madness of myself. The whiteness and naivete that would take the fall and blow.
Today, I looked at her. She sat quietly on my side and said that I could do what I thought was right.
AND WiTHOUT FLINCHING- I started deleting thing that would make me compare the incomparable.
Today, I looked at her. She sat quietly on my side and said that I could do what I thought was right.
AND WiTHOUT FLINCHING- I started deleting thing that would make me compare the incomparable.
