The holiday season is something tricky. People claim they're happy, but they insist on pointing out everything that's wrong.
Are you going to tell me what I'm doing wrong? Because I think I already knew that.
I have bruises on my hands, bruises on my legs, bruises on my memory and finally, bruises on my heart.
This makes me feel normal, because I know that I can't be the only one this vulnerable.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
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you are definitley not the only one vulnerable. we're all weak in some way or another. ♥
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