Places to go
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Last published Fri, Nov 3, 2017
A description, a piece of mind - my mind, take it and take yourself anywhere you need to be. We all need to escape sometimes, but escape doesn't have to be far away. It can be in your beautiful mind, in the lush gardens of your thoughts or the thorny embrace of your insecurities. I'm writing this so you know it doesn't have to be a bad thing, facing your emotions. It can be beautiful, it can be exhilarating and exciting, liberating and calming. And you wouldn't understand had you not been there yourself. So join me and I'll take you to the places you never thought or dreamt of.
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𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐫
𝐋𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 '𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥.' 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱-𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧. 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐱-𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭.Complete
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