Not just from this Blog, but from everything else with real meaning in my life.
Today, I'm breathing in my golden reality and exhaling self destruction.
Like the songs of the summer describe mine, and I change the station.Where to start... I despise that impossible phrase.
One day at time, and if I miss a day, tomorrow's another.
Here's a sweet taste of my golden reality:
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