Last night I had a dream that my best friend attacked me. Both verbally and physically, it was intense. I woke up soaked in sweat....and with the realization that I needed to share what's been brewing.
There are only 3 people in the world who will understand the significance of this photo. 2 of them don't read this blog and the other one is me.
But all the same, I got new tape in art class.
I threw away the old tape, and the memory's of the person who gave it to me. A new friend lent me hers. And it was hard. I was debating whether to do it or not, to move on, to throw it away.
It was stupid, it was silly. But it was the last piece I had of her.
Welcome to The End of Everything.
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I know you've been going through some hard times, but it's all a part of God's plan!! Anytime you need to talk, I'm here for you, as always!
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