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[samesoulbutdifferent]

suffering truly relinquishes when faith restoration begins

[samesoulbutdifferent]

Little does my heart know the festering noxious paralyzing fear inside of it is a lingering poison in the air. In the most literal sense, self-inflicted chemical warfare. The brain functions due to chemicals that regulate us or keep us safe or make us smile or even feel sad, so we can grieve and move the fuck on. Self-imposed, dim-witted depression and anxiety aren't for the weak. That's not what my point is here. You know something is true when you tell yourself it is. However, the majority of us are not sociopathic con artist pretending to believe their own lie until it becomes the truth.

[samesoulbutdifferent]

I am not in the business of making you feel my worth

That hinders me from distracting one from the fact they need to feel worth my attention.

My job is to make a man, woman or couple fee

[samesoulbutdifferent]

"Time is an imposed construct" She says as that salty air blows through her seemingly perfect yet imperfect blonde locks. All you can do is let her unfold for you. If you push she will create folds that others have deemed impossible to open. "Time is something i measure only because i feel we are running from daily" He said to her while gazing into her baby blue eyes that paled into comparison to the pacific. "Vast and hasty yet beautifully graceful isnt it?" she said staring at the moonlight reflecting off the water as she stuck her toes deeper into the sand and her head into the nape of his neck and shoulder. "They are" he said She looked at him with a subtle confused expression trying to show her deep confusion due to her stubborn and prideful nature not allowing her to appear weak to the opposite sex. "They?, I meant the ocean?" she said in confidence only half as true as her micro expressions allow to be. "Your eyes, they are deep, vast, hasty, yet poised and calming all at the same time". He said She was shocked to hear a man actually speak of the depth of her beauty and grace without sexualizing and or putting a label on her appearance. Right then and there while the moon lit up not only the ocean, sand and life guard tower. That moonlight charged what was a short lived yet devastating love that was gifted by the devil.