I chuckle to myself, thinking I just may be normal. Is normal just a societal norm? Or a preconceived notion of reality? Are you or I one to say? But I do not want that normal, that cliche. I want vulnerability, openness, to be bare with oneself and another. Why the emotion, the thought of tears, a breakdown? Full of questions all the time I fight to keep my mind at equilibrium. I love sleep.
“If two people love each other, there can be no happy end to it.”
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