Low moments swell in my finger tips, in my shoulders, and in my forehead.
The fear that most people reflect on has made me ask questions about myself.
"Am I more like her than I have ever been?" How could it be. I haven't seen or been around any of them in years..I guess its true. Those first few years are the most formative.
For ever searching for companionship and simultaneous solitude.
I had a rug when I was little just like his. Blame it on a mother who was a interior designer in the early 90's. We also had gold AND silver vertical blinds. OH and mannequins wearing clothing in our living room...
Ah to be Fresh.
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