"broken" by lustral...
.....Can we recapture, the love we knew... I am broken, do you miss me too?
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Little Joe was confiding in me the other day. I pulled out my journal and started reading through entries from when I was his age: 18. I talked about my depression even back then. I tried to reassure him that things do get better, but it's hard to accept that as truth when you have no experience.
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Mark, Nathan, Cardwell, Chuck.... people that know a lot about me. Intimate details. As we have grown older, I feel like an accordian with our closeness.
Sebastian, Jose, Joe, Javier.... newer friends with great potential. I feel myself warming up to them as much as my personality allows in a short amount of time.
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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.
