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Aug 2013
it feels as though i've waited seven lifetimes
for this day to come
this day when i could think anything
do
almost
anything
but expectations are only things we tell to ourselves
and I know better than anyone
that I cannot trust what i tell myself.
expectations are never true
and it may be better now
but it's not healed
i don't know if it ever will be.
kind of vague and personal and i don't know if any of you can relate. Lot's of things going on right now and I'm not quite sure how I feel.
Emma B
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