infinitywaits


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1 understanding= the possibility of infinite understanding


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I feel like there is an unrelentless sickness swimming in my brain. A sickness caused by words that hang under the tongue or lodged in the tiny space where the tongue meets the teeth when it is bitten. Words that fester and blister my tongue hot with the passion and anger that was meant for them until the words hurt me and no one else.

I screamed. I AM ANGRY! I shouted. It was the first time i had been honest in months. I was possibly the first time in years any sentence had been absent of even a single solitary lie. I am angry with myself, my life, and my choices. I have come to realize that now is the time to change to correct my choices.

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