Sean (darksoul) wrote,

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And babies are born in the same buildings where people go to pass away...

bear with me while i get used to this
bear with me, i'm still figuring out my own boundaries
bear with me while i'm still learning
bear with me, i'm still new to all of this
until i've got it all figured out
until i know what i want from you
until i figure out what you mean to me
until i've begun to trust my heart again

it'll all turn out, in the end.
Tags: female problems, personal writing project

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