Still scared to look at the scars, like examining them brings the pain to the surface. Time doesn't heal scars, it just pounds them into you until they're on the inside out- and they creep into dreams and streams of subconscious.
Sometimes I feel like everything I know is crumbling around me.
I'll tell you a secret.
I'm gonna change the world with my lips
Have Faith.
- Mal
- "Tell me a story—a small story, a true story (or as true as you can tell it)—a story from your heart, a story from your life. Tell me of a time when you lost something—your keys, your heart, your mind, your mother or father, your way in the world—or tell me about a small joy you had today. Tell me a story—and your telling it will change you—and your telling it will change me—and such stories will move us both closer to the light." -Lynn Nelson
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