Sometimes I think about you as if you were a blessing to me, but in fact you were a curse.
You know you’re a decent person when you defend someone who doesn’t even like you. Reassurance that my morals are still in the right place. Good Job Jess. *thumbs up*
It got me thinking about some lyrics that I wrote a while ago:
I feel no hate within my bones,
Only warmth beneath my veins,
Why become the clone of anger,
While the rest of the world complains?
Walking with your wanderlust,
Shake off all the dirt and dust,
Blow away your ability,
to ever take another word seriously.