It's funny what can trigger strong memories. A smell can remind you of another time, as can a letter from a friend from long ago. A song that you once listened to over and over can give you flash backs of the person you were before abuse and pain chipped away parts of you. Back when you were strong, and knew who you were. When you were whole and strong. It makes me miss that person, and wish I could be her again even for just a little while.
Monday, August 11, 2014
Weeeeeee
Blogger from my phone! Yay! What a very cool world we live in, eh? Of course it took me half of my lunch break to reset my password and get logged in. Seriously who thought it would be a good thing to ask you to type the words you see, and not show you any other words besides "type what you see here:" That guy must have really special in a way that only a mother would love. Anywho... now I have no time for the blog I had planned. And it was gonna be good! Well, maybe ok. Haha.
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