no bad parts
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The Face of Doubt

Sometimes when I am a lone I begin to hear a voice a voice commenting on my life looking at my friends at moments together kind words said Taking secure steady sweet friendships and doubting speaking Do they really like me? Perhaps I need them they don’t need me Could I disappear and would they Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

