Monday, August 18, 2014

Notes from my 41st trip (Concentração)

It hurts to try and forget someone out of your life.

You reach a certain level of maturity when you can laugh at someone's ability to piss you off.

There is a lot of anger to be rid of from this body.

When you write, write with intention. There is already too much trashy garbage out there. Make your words matter. Make every one count.

Sometimes I just need someone I trust to tell me who I am.

I'm good at what I do, because I don't sleep from this shit
There is no escape.

There will be a home waiting for you, 
if that is what you decide that you want in your life, 

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