Monday, May. 20, 2002 - 3:33 PM

It�s been a long road, getting from there to here
It�s been a long time, but my time is finally near
And I will see my dream come alive at last
I will touch the sky
And they�re not gonna hold me down no more,
No they're not gonna change my mind

'Cause I�ve got faith of the heart
I�m going where my heart will take me
I�ve got faith to believe
I can do anything
I�ve got strength of the soul
And no one�s gonna bend or break me
I can reach any star
I�ve got faith, I've got faith
Faith of the heart...


If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Give yourself, don't take
Just believe in destiny...


I think that, in the nature vs. nurture debate, I'll never believe that humans aren't social animals; I always feel better having talked something out.

This is different though- this is like the ogre-onion-layer thing. I feel like a layer has been pulled off, or scrubbed away with steel wool. Abrasive, raw, painful, and very, very clean. Like when you over-exfoliate- hurts like hell, but in a couple of days the new skin is fine and all the old, dulling stuff is down the drain. Eww, that's kinda gross.

I feel more exposed (and I feel it in you, too), but much, much closer. Nearly like after your (generic) first time (sex)- vulnerable but closer, empowered in a self-inflicted kind of way. I won't hurt you if you won't, I promise :) I love you sweetie =X


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