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July 28th 2018
Nothing lasts forever.
Some moments will last forever while some you wish you could forget. Your dreams are stable and your mind is in tack. I would say this is the definition of success.
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June 22nd 2018
broken —
I understood. I understand. I ate and ate until you found it disgusting. I talked and talked until you found me annoying. I was rude to you because I wish your pain wasn’t so familiar. Miss.. I’m really sorry. Is it selfish to not care or to care for reasons that make me selfish ? Unforgivable I first thought but no. I understand perfectly and again I’m truly sorry I didn’t have the energy to lend. Forever fighting. —
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July 20th 2018
Say something.
With nothing to say and everything to think, I wonder if I’ll ever be heard. Times are changing but the language of love is forever. Reach out to the ones you love today. There is nothing wrong with admitting you care.
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July 19th 2018
Peace. Peace and quiet.
I wonder in a busy world how to go back to that place. How to go to a still place without racing traffic for thoughts. Moving fast with a finishline. Zipping, never ending. How do you find that place? That place where things make sense and noise feels like air.
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July 14th 2018
What do we gain when we are patient? What miracles do we allow ourselves to experience when we simply wait, sit still... & relax? Being that relaxation is an art form it has to practiced to be perfected. So today— be patient.
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June 4th 2018
Another day. I still have absolutely no concept of time. No idea what today’s date is and I have no desire to know. No desire to know anything. I haven’t felt the air outside in months. They tell me to at least try, try to get out of bed but I won’t. I won’t. The nurses come to pick up another picked-over food tray. They tell me to eat. They tell me to at least try, but I have no desire to. My weight has dropped drastically and the doctors are beginning to worry especially when I tell them I feel heavy. I feel heavy and overweight, like pounds are glued to my insides. Like cement has grown  into every living cell of my body. I’m heavy. So heavy. The weight only seems to grow by the day. The weight can not be seen only felt. I wake up looking forward to going to sleep and I sleep hoping to never wake up.
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