i read the blogs of those i hold most dear when my heart aches. i read blogs, and my heart aches. 'we are a world of writers' and there is so much to read - so much beauty-insight-verbal (in)security-graciousness-defiance-lack luster-LUST-and thought.
to re(blog)ned adds only another layer of ache to my heart. but not because i find myself without or above the need/want/desire/pleasure of thinking out loud for the world to hear...but maybe because i can be such a self-righteous shit that it takes me this long to accept the time and place and generation that i am living in and LOVE to be apart of.
i hope you'll still have me.
my love goes out to those braver who came before me.
much <3
-me
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
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