why are the stronger always left to carry the weak who, in turn, are too fragile to love more than themselves?
The weaker shed their false promises and the stronger are left to trust.
love is a faux beauty, double sided. Sweet and sour, an illusion. A quick comfort- an escape. It is human therefore it is corrupt.
I want to die a friend of myself, not a stranger to my own soul
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Giving into technology
...Constantly relocating is starting to add to the wear and tear of my journal pages. So to avoid misplacing them, I've decided to finally maintain a blog with my personal entries from past and present experiences-travels, emotional roller coasters, moments of ecstasy, moments of emptiness/confusion and finally facing the realities of reality.
Thanks for reading, though sometimes journaling on impulse can make no sense
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