I rarely say anything about things because I learned people don't care about what I have to say unless it's about other people.
I can't take the excuses; you know what I mean. The "self-reflection, fault detection." Lines You're still not changing The feel-good mottos Your steal to stagnation.
Wait, is this real? I thought we lost touch forever. How did you find me? It doesn't matter. The only question that matters: Is it okay for me to be happy to see you, now?
The one I love the most is lives like a ghost to me. I'm calling out to what will not be there and never be. Still, the one I love the most lives like a ghost to me. (Song: Only One by The Black Keys)
Living graciously in the past.
The grace and speed with slowing down Making sure you're there to come to tho nothing Things mean nothing when you're something. You're not thinking all the way through I can live through this, maybe.
Thank you for this milestone; this is a massive deal for me. I'm so grateful I have you to share my creative process. I am eternally thankful for your help in me reaching this milestone. I am lucky to have you.
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