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Her mind couldn't be more preoccupied. The idea of him being gone forever still sitting on the forefront her of every thought. How could the world be void of his presence? How could her life be without him? How would she learn to live without her first love?
Lick the salt. The block sits there begging for you to seal the piece of open pain. Lick the salt from this slit open and hurting. It hurts for you. Help.
If I had one thing to offer today it would be that we should all be thankful. Even in time of despair there is always something to be thankful for and we have the choice to acknowledge it or ignore it.
My son is four. He still doesn't really understand when he eats chicken that it's the animal that he's eating and gets really excited when he reaches the bones. Like the bones are sticks the meat comes on.
The birth of ideas is easy. Creating and expanding those ideas and giving them life takes much more work. I wish I had more time and energy to put into giving my ideas life. As birth of any thing into first breath does take so much energy.
A great escape. Thank the universe for fiction and all the creative hard working writers that give us great fiction.
I sometimes like to take a different route to the place I go to all the time. If I don't then I either get bored or go on autopilot and don't pay that much attention to the road as I should. A different route is a good thing even if it's not the fastest.
I am wishing that I had a ton of money right now. Not only do I wish for money for me and my family and for selfish reasons and for things but so that I could buy a ton of wonderful things for my sister in laws plans for a surprise wedding on Friday. I love throwing parties and wish I could afford so much more for this one that I can at the moment.
Has been empty for some time, like my heart. And it echoes in the silence, the reflection, the time past and coming. It is for you. Always for you.
The rejection was more than he could bear. Making him self reflect it only added to the anger that was pulsing through him. How dare she! How dare she make him look at himself and see that the fault was not on her but rather lies within himself.
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