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Saturday, February 20, 2010

♥ a steady hand/ a mindful soul.

i refuse to listen to my heart. the heart is the most fickle organ in the human body. it is implusive and lives only in the moment. it has no concept of the future, nor does it give any reason.

most importantly, it breaks. and something that breaks, even when put back together, is never fully the same. so even after being broken, the heart still does not learn it's lesson. why would i follow something that could break so easily? yes, it breaks easily, but the repair of it is not as simple.

sometimes it takes years to repair the damage. and in its state of despair, the hearts thinking process is even more cloudy.

well whatever. that's all i have to say about that.

♥ When you think of happiness, I hope you think of me.
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♥ Kimberly Loveless. ;

    hello, my name is kimberly.
    i am a lover of life.
    i believe life is art, and i am an artist.

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