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Here lies my thoughts, feelings, loves, woes, tales, truths, fears, and dreams. Writing has been a place for me to test my boundaries, experiment with everything people don't accept me to be in person. With text, I am free.


Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Time To Fly.

Time is critical. Time is all we have. Time is all we can hope for.

Time is what we plan on, what we depend on, what we live on.

But don't forget to take a moment to pause, forget that time exists.

Though you can't stop it from passing, you can remember that your life is always happening.

But if you never stop planning for what lies ahead, you'll never be living it.

Stop to smell the daisies. Find the beauty in life. Take a moment to just breathe.

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