Hello darkness my old friend... When the despair closed in on her, as the sun peeped over the horizon on the second dawn of the same day, the only thing that kept her from taking a razor to her wrists was Christian. The one who loved her for what she was. Who forgave her faults. Who dreamed the same dreams. Who she believed in who she would become if she just surrendered to what she wanted. And she’d never become that person if she lay down to bleed to death in the shower recess, drowning in her own self-pity. She wouldn’t give Robert the satisfaction. ~ Tabitha MacLeod
Posted on: Mon, 04 Nov 2013 07:45:26 +0000
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