I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Monday, May 4, 2015
Don't try to understand.
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You can't, you don't. Just... go with the flow. It's just not about you. Not even sure if it is about me, feelings, sure. It just is. That's all.
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