I'm stupid. Stupidity makes me human!
.29.

I keep going back
as if Im looking for something I have lost
back to the motherland, sisterland, fatherland
back to the beacon, the breast
the smell and taste of the breeze,
and the singing of the rain.

I wished them the harshest depths and punishments of hell, all of them, but only because the punishment should fit the crimes. I can’t live my life shackled by their past attempts to debase my dignity and honor... They lose; I win! By forgiving and moving forward, whether or not I can someday forget, they stay imprisoned and I bloom in freedom!”
-Acceptance 14: Flavor of Freedom

In a church of my own we're perfect together
I recognize you in the stained glass

She's got what I call bobsled looks: going downhill fast.

Sometimes people really don’t have our best interests in mind.