Seven days in one week. I'm exhausted trying to be the good one, the righteous one, the one with noble intentions of innocence and civility. I feel that this tax of energy is tantamount to being angry; or is it just anger in silence?
Even tonight's night alone hasn't brought me any closer to comfort.
I need to stop biting my lips. Double entendre.
j.r.me
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
