disclaimer: this post might be slightly emo-like so excuse yourself if you have a strict non-emo policy!
my eyebrows, so tired of knitting. my body, so tired of aching. my head, so tired of hurting. my heart, so tired of lying... that i am okay.
but even if everyone deserts me, and everything frustrates me, i will keep holding out till even the remnants of my soul is devoured by reality.
call me queer, but from now on, no more figuring out how i feel. call me foolish, but no more trying to regain the energy and zest, that have long taken refuge amongst the clouds. call me insane, but i will deceive myself if i must. call me impossible, but i am obstinate, and this is how i am going to live my life, regardless of what the conceited world says.
my life is mine and the Lord's only.
DEBORAH
CHRISTIAN
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