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I'm not like anyone else around me. Writing helps me get out what I keep bottled inside. The good, the bad, the beautiful, the hideous. I can get it all out by simply grabbing my laptop or even a pen and a piece of paper and jotting down how I feel at that particular moment. If it wasn't for writing, I'd be and even bigger basket case than I am now.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

DNS

Good God.
That dream.
You.
Those words coming from your mouth.
Waking up with my heart pounding because I know that my dream will always remain just that; a dream.
You grabbed my hand and placed it over your heart and said, "I love you, brooklyn. Do you hear me? I. Love. You."

I love you too, I always will.
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