I'm Ready.I shouldn't be, but I am. I'm ready to jump again, perhaps it's a fucking curse, because I have absolutely no explanation for this. Doesn't the saying goes, Once bitten, twice shy?.
Well, here I am. Thrice bitten, and not absolute fucking shy.
Perhaps I understand, it's me, my body, my actions and inactions, I understand, but it's still annoying, the way I am.
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Something Mending -- VOL 1
PoetryOf Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength...