< 10:03 p.m. when I was a little little baby
2012-10-12 >
I know I have to get my shit together, because I'm having a baby, but I can't do it when I'm being perceived like a quantum particle expecting to be something else. I need to transform, so they won't know what's hit them. I am building my den silently, to show you how it's done. I will paint my walls for the first time in my life.
But soon..I'll teach her to most importantly always forgive. Never hold a grudge, little one. You need to love freely from the moment you give it if you want to stay whole.
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