The truth hurts, learn to love it.
The person I aspire to be, has died, and no it is not me. They ceased to be years ago, miles away, but of course they are still felt. Overcoming pain can become an addiction, a search that leads to heartache, a testing of your capacity and furthermore your ability to flourish in its presence. Is it the excuse in your pocket that you love? The ability to explain to your pain, to give reason for all else in your life that is wrong and unexpected.
posted by Cap'nTate @ 10:22 PM
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