No one really knows the storm I'm forced to walk though. Even if I tell you everything about my storm you'd never completely understand it. Just as I'd never fully understand yours. My storm pushes me in different directions. It's a blizzard so hard that every snowflake makes my skin get burned. I can never reach my destination. I walk for miles in one direction just to realize that I'm going the wrong way. My storm has only one ending which is a long way coming. Sometimes my storm dies down for a little while but then like taking pain killers the pain of my storm is even larger. I don't yet know why this is my storm but someday my storm will stop and I will see the sunlight again.
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Thoughts
RandomJust some of the random things I think about. Some can be depressing or sad. Others may be uplifting and happy. They are just a few things I think about. Mostly things about pain. You won't find anything here on rainbows and unicorns. But you will f...
