I’m having guilt for my confessions today.
Is that supposed to happen?
I thought that confessing your sins was supposed to make you feel better.
Feel forgiven or something.
All I feel is more naked than ever.
Not the kind of of bare skinned naked that makes ME feel comfortable
but the kinda naked where its like
“the words of your diary are read outloud” -Anna Nalick
Where no amount of clothing could make you feel covered.
How do you decide when rock bottom is.
When you can no longer look at yourself in the mirror.
I DIDNT THINK I
The Blue Prints of my life.
With beautiful inspirations!
I always end up coming back to the instruction manual anyway. I don’t know why I ever deter in the first place. Damn free will always leaving room for errors. Fortunately I am intelligent enough to stop and
ASK FOR DIRECTIONS.
being wild and free.
being the loudest
talking too much
Same loves! Aws 😉
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