spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
I would rather have you for just a little while and then suffer a heartbreak than to have never experienced your love at all.
….At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.
tara caribou | ©2018
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Perfect title… lovely words xxx
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Why thank you!
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Yeah…I have too. I still do. I just believe it less the more I say it. Great post!!!
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Thank you so much.
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You’re very welcome! 😊
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Reblogged this on Surviving the Struggle to Success. and commented:
So much truth in these little lies…
-Grabbety
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Thank you. I’m glad it touched you in a way that you felt the desire to share it with others. That’s very kind of you.
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You’re welcome. I love passionate writing. These words are dripping with it…🙂
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All to often we are our own worst enemies. Yet hope springs eternal. 🙂
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