When you wander, it's not necessarily because you're lost or because you're looking for something. Sometimes, it's like looking through an old photo album, wandering for the sake of discovering what has been there the whole time, like realizing you and your cousin wore the same yellow party dress, like searching the dusty corners of your being to find the place where your soul calls home.
I guess I forgive you and
yes, Your point is valid.
Trust is like a tree.
It takes a long time to grow,
one rip of a chain saw to tear down.
Let's just say it doesn't rain often around here and sunlight is scarce.
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