oh, bring on the vulnerability.
i. am. so. ready.
tomorrow, November 1st, will be a day of many firsts.
i'm writing a novel. i am going to. it's going to be crap, but i'm going to make myself do it. i have nothing to lose.
keep telling myself that: i have nothing to lose.
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This is the writing of the whiner's bio.
About Me
To Love:
I didn't ask you to stay. But you stayed.
I never asked you who you were
Or what you wanted. You were simply there.
What did you want from me, love? Was I not stronger alone?
And did I ever need you? But stay a bit longer.
Not long until they stop asking how I am
and I stop answering, "Fine."
Everyone can tell at a glance: You are here.
If you ever leave me
I will go with you.
I never asked you who you were
Or what you wanted. You were simply there.
What did you want from me, love? Was I not stronger alone?
And did I ever need you? But stay a bit longer.
Not long until they stop asking how I am
and I stop answering, "Fine."
Everyone can tell at a glance: You are here.
If you ever leave me
I will go with you.
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