"Our lives become extremely busy. We run from one thing to another; We wear ourselves out in thoughtless pursuit of goals which are highly ephemeral. We are entitled to spend time with ourselves in introspection, in development." -Gordan B. Hinckley
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Flashback
Flash... Flash. Light to dark. Flash... flashback. Trust given, betrayal, trust lost. A lost sense of reality. What is real? Who can you trust? Who is really real? Humiliated, disgusted, feeling so stupid. Go back and stop it. You can't, but learn from it. It wasn't your fault. It was all a lie, no truths, just empty promises. It's done, it's over. Can't hurt you now. Let go. Let go of it. Let it ALL go. Move on. Flashback. Back to flash... flash... flash...
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