Things that make me sad: misty rain, mazzy star songs, jelly muscles after a good workout. The fact that my dreams sometimes happen. Knowing that some people are more confused than I am but don't know it.
Things that I can't control, who I am when you break my trust. Not sure I can go back to that place... its not piece of me that they don't know, its the better part of me and its my fault for being so flexible. Is it all an act on my part? Am I blowing it again?
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