no one can make me see my worth except me.

no one can convince me of the validity of my breath except me.

i cling to all forms of beauty, even what has been deemed ugly by forces outside my control.

eyes dart around the room, looking for open arms.

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life is such a cycle.
it's crazy.
round and round we go.

i get dizzy sometimes.
and then i ground myself, and it's ok.

have to learn. have to accept. have to deal.

someday, somebody will be very lucky.

there are moments when i want to grab people and stare at them until they see what's inside me. not that that would change anything.

this being, this is what i have to offer. it's the best i can do.

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i slept for 11 and a half hours, and you would think i slept for 5. this is ridiculous. i just want to sleep all day, and i'm going to do basically the opposite of that.

and also, something weird must be going on astrologically, i can feel it.

in the moments when i can believe / feel that there is a tiny universe contained inside me, i'm able to feel a point to -this-.