Trust is such a fragile thing. It is rare. When I tell you things that reside deep in me. It means I trust you. And as I said, trust is a fragile and rare thing. 232 more words
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Sometimes, amidst the dark, I forget how to dream.
Go back and read some older posts. I challenge you to read beyond the face value and the convenience of reading the first few lines of this, writing it off, and going elsewhere on the interweb. 748 more words
And in the end, we were all just humans…drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness. – F. Scott Fitzgerald