Sometimes it gets really heavy in here... in my heart; and I can't breathe; like tonight.

It's weird how one day everything seems so alive and so new and then some days seem so consumed by time, loss, resentment, anger, sadness,...

Sometimes I look at POST SECRET (which one should never do when feeling bruised) and think I might send in my very own secrets...

...but I find that others have already sent them in for me.
*(images courtesy of POST SECRET)*
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