gemini2u22
I have forgotten many things. I've forgotten old friends, past lovers, and mistakes. But most importantly, I haven't forgotten how they shaped me into who I am today. I remember: me.
Her bookshelf was overflowing with books. Classic books, magazines, newspaper clippings, and diaries. But it seemed that her bookshelf should have been empty. She never read. She just lived her life as a fantasy.
She thirsts. She thirst for love, affection, and attention. So unquenchible is her thirst. But unfortunately for her, life is like a desert.
I want to feel connected to the world. Not just wired. No sort of social network, cell phone, or long-distance calling device can replace what it really feels like to be connected with others. The feeling of hearing another's voice, seeing the dimples in a friend's face when they smile, feeling the warmth and inter-connectedness when my hand is held by my lover; these are the things that make me feel in touch, complete, and connected.
I have the strength to carry any weight or burden, which on first observation, seems impossible. I have the strength to overcome any obstable that seems insurmountable. I have the strength to love unconditionally at all costs. I am strong. I am strength personified.
Her ego led her astray. She often found herself in the most impossible situations. Always unable to let go. She wanted the glamorous life. She wanted the world to cater to her. Her ego was her Achilles heel.
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