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What comes from a heart goes to a heart. I love the color that is poured over the sky at dusk. At times its purplish pink, sometimes is golden orange. the mixture of all the colors blend in so well and perfect. He has carved a beautiful path for me, a path that nobody else would go through but me. Make us see all Your signs.

I Will Find Words, Smith them Down. For Love Is Infinite And So Are They. I sit alone or lay in bed after a long day and I feel it. I try to comprehend it. The why and how of it but I fail,. As always I fail, miserably at it. I fail to explain it. I fail to stop it. I fail to let it out. I fail, I fail.

OMG! Last time around I was under heavy stress with a failed summer romance and study. Now I have neither on my plate and for the last two years, I have been keeping to myself and living in a bubble. That is both good and bad. I have also had multiple failed attempts to quit smoking. Due to a lack of money, I am forced to go without, however when I do re.