A message to the closest souls to my own: People like us, my friends, are not loved for having a beautiful face, body, or even a beautiful spirit. You and I know how damaged our spirits are, and how fixing us is beyond our reach, at least for now, with our limited understanding of everything thats going on inside. Well be loved for the beautiful things we do, and the beautiful things we are to make. We will be loved because we give people a reason to believe that maybe theres hope for them after all. They see us, my friend, as a mirror image of them, of their untold emotions, of their demonic insecurities, of everything that ever caused them pain. Well be loved because we exist, my dear mates, because our absence will mean something, and that something will be bad. I might be wrong, a little too delusional and hopeful for the person I wish Id become one day, maybe. But Id like to believe in the unpredictability of the story were yet to live, and the path we are meant to walk. And? I love you, with a power I didnt even know I had. #IHopeItSticks #NotRandom
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 14:06:44 +0000
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