It's going to come crashing down on me.
Like a snowball, it all starts with a little flake.
God knows when the flake will be available for nurturing.
It's just a phase.
These things I go through often.
And when the day is right, the flake will turn into an avalanche.
Don't be afraid...
to look in the mirror and see someone beautiful.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
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