i just read my very first blog posts that i had deleted months ago. they were so refreshing and new. i LOVE that. reading my stuff, thinking, dang i wish i could write like this, and then realizing that in certain moments i can. and then i regret erasing my lessons of life. i'll never get those back. what a stupid kid i am.
i have to get back to writing in proper grammar. speaking/writing improperly = screwing me over.
i was full of vigor some time ago. you make me feel alive again. the words that crossed these lips leave my heart stranded. like boats they sail across far seas, only to return, to refresh this island with wisdom, like watermelons and mangoes, that i thought i would never have. man, i want to read my lessons of life. but, they were good while they lasted. :)
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