There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck
Sunday, March 29
Memsahib
I have vivid dreams.
I have a son.
I moved to California from Texas to save my life.
I love animals, they don’t live with me.
I love men, they don’t love me.
I have friends and they make me smile.
I wish I took better pictures and had time to paint.
I love to have long conversations with people and see the light come into their eyes when they speak of their loves and life.
I feel judgment is selfish and self centered.
I won't hate.
I realize every moment in life is a choice I make.
I like that picture even though I don't want that kind of life.
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Poetic.
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