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And then one day you looked at yourself in the mirror and realized your nose is too narrow and your eyes too close together and your mouth is so far from smiling and you turned away. And then one day you looked at your heart and saw how heavy it was with deceit and how tired and how sick and shriveled it had become and how it had stopped beating for anyone except you, even though only others were keeping it alive and you turned away. And then you looked at yourself and saw how weak you are and searched for the resilience and optimism that used to define you- You couldn't find them. And you tried to turn away but you couldn't not from yourself. And so you apologized to those keeping your selfish heart beating and held the heat of your hatred to burn yourself.
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Dec 4, 2013
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December 4, 2013

(Perfect Heaven Space/The Boy With No Name/Travis)

this almost wrote itself, it was that easy. and that fact makes it the hardest thing of all.

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