Mon
Jan
10
Not one more moment…
The private anguish in me would blame it all on a twist of fate. I am free to choose again in everything that I wish, do, say, think, feel, and fight. I am stronger than I have ever been and wiser than I will ever know. The world that I create is not always the one I want, need or deserve. It is fear that I battle and love that I crave. Pardon me while I work this shit out.