I don't love myself.
I don't understand myself,
But I know myself.
I look in the mirror and after all these years,
I can finally see beauty.
What makes me sad is nobody sees it now.
& When I never saw it, they all saw it.
What is this irony?
What is this pain.
Why do they want me dead.
Feel like I've already been slain.
When I'm with you,
You remind me how much I love myself.
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Hmm. Let me see. We all need love. Unconditional love. I find that love comes from God and you're family, and good friends. One day, God willing... That love will also come from another person.. The love of your life. I always wonder who you could be babe. When you scroll this page everything might be out of order (date-wise) but you can find everything in correct order under "Topics" - listed by topic, year originally written or originally posted.
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As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler. Solitude will not be solitude. Poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness, weakness.
- David Thoreau
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