Friday, July 5, 2013
The love you feel.
When I was 28, I got up for work and I really didn't have that much ambition. I was content and I didn't dwell on much. Didn't worry about my journey wasn't concerned about my mission; when I was 28.
Then I met you and my life became a series of questions, suggestions, rejections- objections.
You made me feel lifted. Fuck you writers block.
I had it. I fucking had it. But I couldn't find the right song to keep my inspiration. I got lost in Texas.
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