I can’t help that being here breaks me, mends me, makes me tender. I wish I could be stronger, careful, deliberate, different...
But understand that I can only be this, and apologize that though it is hard, I am always trying.
Then again, you've never made it easy to be careless, or care less. So, though we both wish I could stop, would you really want me to?
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we do not abdicate responsibility for all of our emotions, just the negative ones. we want to credit our noble emotions and tolerance for our negative ones. losing our temper, "misplacing" our anger is an apology that begs for such tolerance. while anger serves our private uses, it also makes our social excuses.
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we do not abdicate responsibility for all of our emotions, just the negative ones. we want to credit our noble emotions and tolerance for our negative ones. losing our temper, "misplacing" our anger is an apology that begs for such tolerance. while anger serves our private uses, it also makes our social excuses.
About Me
- Elizabeth
- ain't much to know about me... at least as long as i'm still trying to figure it all out myself
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