"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."
- Sylvia Plath
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Leaves and Trees.
What’s for you, what’s for me? A leaf fallen from a tree. A different root, a different shade, but belonging to you, a different breed. Doing for you, but you can’t see, the hurt trying has put on me.
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