It turns out that the people I knew well, and the people I didn't, are actually in opposite roles. The ones who I held tightly to because I was afraid to branch out have become the ones I drift from, and the ones I was afraid to get close to are the individual suns that I now orbit around. When did this transition happen? I'm not quite sure, and in many ways I don't like it. It means I'm growing up; it means I'm moving on; it means I'm changing. But on the other hand, think of the adventures I have ahead of me! Think of the opportunities that I have with these new 'suns' to trust and take leaps of faith, knowing that even if I fall they are there falling with me - and not worrying about impact, but just enjoying the freedom of stepping out.
These are the people who grow me. The ones who encourage me to step away from my comfort zones, who sit beside me without words and who bring joy into my life, without me even realising. To my 'suns' - I love you, and I am outrageously grateful that you exist.




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I rhyme to see myself, to set the darkness echoing.
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Take my hand and follow me across the regions of the sky
And with the floating clouds of white allow your heart freedom to fly.
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There's a fine line between genius & insanity, love & hate, pain & pleasure. For some of us that line is blurred.
=RawEm0tion
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"Be kind to all you meet because everyone is fighting some kind of battle."
fave! I really do appreciate it!
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is your pink the same as mine?
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Take my hand and follow me across the regions of the sky
And with the floating clouds of white allow your heart freedom to fly.
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is your pink the same as mine?
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I’m alive
I’m being born
I just arrived, I’m at the door
Of the place I started out from
And I want back inside
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I am real
A Perfectly imperfect person
A beautiful shambles
Of course you don’t get me
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