Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Your hands can heal, your hands can bruise.

Sometimes I need time to be alone and to be quiet. I don't want/need you to be concerned, to ask so many questions or to pretend that you know what I'm feeling, thinking, what I need or who I am. You don't know who I am and you don't know me. 

Today, things ended abruptly and without fair warning or very conclusively. And I'm.. just. alright but that's no cause for alarm. So chill, ok, everyone? 
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