and closing my diary that way.
some say, the hardest thing is to continue.
to dream, to breathe, eat and continue to believe.
i think it is quite hard these days
as growing pains set in (the mind kind)
as people grow distant
deformed
and new formed.
as new friendships become difficult
as old ones seem to shine on, in a different light.
figuring out isn't exactly what i am going for,
just moving on is what i want to do so desperately right now.
my heart like bad molasses is getting through that,
slowly.
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