Monday, July 11, 2011


..trying to find the words that fit my line of thinking tonight. Everything is so scattered and no clear course is seen. Only thing that comes to mind is that every time I find something a goodbye isnt far behind the hello. Sometimes love is nothing more than an excuse to be hurt. To show your vulnerable side and be taken in and down. I find I am becoming numb to this and hope slowly fades with each passing season. The time I spend alone is becoming more and more enjoyable. Solitude becomes more and more a comfort as it also becomes a prison.


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