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though hope is frail, it's hard to kill

i refused to eat oranges
          it was a messy fruit to eat
          
          and the juice was too sour
          chewing it takes too much effort
          
          but one day he went home,
          a bag full of it in hand
          
          he peeled them one by one
          his fingers carefully pulled each fiber string
          
          he offered me
          smiling, proud of his masterpiece
          
          i still didn't like oranges
          but i took it, liking how he'd feed me every piece he intricately peeled
          
          

i love performing on stage

i changed my mind about moving out on my own

it's melancholic to find a vlogger i used to watch and learning she had stop uploading a year ago and made a farewell vid 8 days ago. she's so pretty... the way she lived her life during the time i'd watch her

you know the happiest chapter in the bible is written in jail? i'm not in jail but like, i know there could be a better place but i like my right now. i'm happy here, too

just finished watching hg: ballad of songbirds and snakes and at some point I was so hopeful for snow that I forgot he's the villain and that movie was only to show how he came to be

random couples in the street make me smile

realest when I'm here
          

the Lord's battle