People look like so much fun at a distance.
Then you get up close and there's all this....history.
All of a sudden someone has their own personality instead of the facade.
Foul play, God.
Bad form.
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A young woman's path of self-discovery and personal confessions composed into poetic prose format.
2 comments:
Tisk tisk You called foul play on god. AS IF god existed.
That's just the problem. If he doesn't exist he can't be called out, and gets away scot free.
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