Tuesday, January 10, 2012

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"Let's talk about our feelings."

Most disgusting words ever strung together to form a conversation that is necessary because we have to live.
There must be something out there that wants to protect me from everything.
For once, I want to be sheltered for a little while.
I want to live and meditate in a temple overlooking a sea where it's autumn everyday.
I want to make art and have salads, shoes and dogs.
I wish I had time to take up cello lessons.

I feel like I can't love people anymore.
I am grateful for what I have, but I am still seeking for a constant.
I need a constant.

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