Change is circular. I start over every monday.
Accepting the challenge of getting close to new people.
I want to catch myself in the act. Not in the thought.
I need to feel safe. someday.
Letras descompuestas. Historias que me forman. Disfrutando la busqueda de Circe, esperando que sea eterna.
I have to tell you something, I said, I’m not going to lie, I have to tell you I have this god-shaped hole in my heart, and I think you do ...
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