These are my thoughts. They are for me. For the me now, and the me to be.
I don't always make sense, and I like living that way.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Superwoman at her weakest
I am no invincible being.
Tonight, I'm letting my hair down and throwing in the towel.
I'm giving up my fight. I am surrendering, on my brittle fruitless knees
I'm no longer vulnerable
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