Travelling - what a rush and a crippling effect all at once. I was in Malta for 10 days - went to visit a good friend, and ended up severing this friendship with the speed and swiftness of a slamming door.
THERE - I'm done with you and everything that makes you YOU.
Been doing alot of that lately, and it's actually making me feel strong. I am not sorry - for I did nothing wrong - and it feels marvelous to let balloons fly off into the wind and not turn back.
I am in Barcelona now. What an amazing city. Inspiration is so thick I can breathe it...
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Most friendships die. Such is life! x
Yeah - it's a shame though. True colors can sometimes be too black. o
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