Bel

Sometimes… it’s legitimately not a phase. But something within you that ebbs and flows. You don’t grow out of it. And that’s ok.
          
          Time passed fast than I wish sometimes. But I’m not entirely upset with it all either, we make the most where we’re at, with what’s available. That’s how it works. No?
          
          - Bel

Bel,
          
          I hope you're doing well, it's been painfully so long. 

Goodness- I haven’t been on here since September… life’s been hectic, beautiful and weird. But I hope these holidays are a wonderful one for everyone!!<3
          
          - Bel

Often the beautiful books remain hidden. Not for a lack of trying, it’s just that like everything there is the beautiful and the vibrant. One is more likely to last the test of time, but similarly it’ll never initially burn quite as bright as the other.
          
          In life, a good reader consumes both. Heart and fire.  A balance not to be forgotten.

Oop! And after five years I’m a graduate . Crazy stuff.

<3 you’re never as alone as you think you are. Your people will be there, when you need them, and when you don’t entirely anticipate them. But they’ll be there.

Yeep…. And we fall straight into the lovely chaos I know 2025 will bring. Happy New Year.

Sometimes we just speak, because regardless of the details- we simply want to be listened to. 
          
          I suppose that’s human. It’s why I could never guilt me, nor you. 
          
          … I wish I could go back, often, and say thank you. To the ones nice, the ones mean, and the ones who’s real identity I could never deem. 
          
          But I’m this far, walked this long. If I spoke, they wouldn’t likely recall. Question why I’d want to prolong- never understand that to me- that just once, I’d love a little bit of closure.
          
          So, I look down at my needlework instead. Wondering in my head. Wondering when I’ll get the chance to talk and to be listened to, if just for another clear moment in time. A moment close to what I’d consider close to divine.
          
          

You can’t let the mistakes of yesterday define your choice today. They will linger if you let them, those thoughts repeating without reprieve. You need to walk past the pain, leave. 
          

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          Probably going crazy. But the Christmas tree is up, so I can at least look at pretty lights.  ^-^
          
          But seriously. …going to do soon pjr a something about it… yes