It's ironic how I'm asking consistency from him when I cannot even give it to myself. I am laying a standard that I myself cannot even reach, and that's not how it's supposed to be. There is a saying that similar to this, 'you attract who you are.' I am attracted to my own inconsistency that he portrays. I've been lacking to show up for myself these past few months and due to that I've been crying and in pain over my own disrespect.
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Pages of Twenties
PoetryIt's similar to an expanding diary, continuously enriched with poems and brief pieces that delve into the author's encounters during her twenties.
