Sometimes it’s better to be just…Me.

 

When I cry about one thing, I end up crying about everything that’s messed up my life…but then that’s so very…just Me.

Broken Angel

I feel like the last cookie in the cookie jar...
All alone and broken.
Still am too perfect for myself.

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Being a girl...

There are times, very often when I see myself in a muddle. Everything is static, everything is silent. Then I here my heartbeat...like drumbeat and I wish to be stone deaf, breaking all the curbs of being a girl...of the so called segacious world.

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