you know when you realize you've shared too much... enough to obviously make someone uncomfortable... yeah.
womps.
you've finally gotten to the point where you're not so terribly issued with at least talking about it... only to find that those you might be unloading on aren't quite so at terms with it [yet!?]
it's sad... actually brings tears to my eyes.
but you know what? I'm just gonna shake it off and Praise God that I've at least come to terms with it... and that's hugely progressive in the scheme of things! I'll just have to watch myself not to load up somes with the burden...
sorry!
so I'm sitting here at my desk... all day long with wonderful itunes playing in the back ground... with a new found obsession on Small Enough, placing it every other song in my playlist: some randomly itunes chosen title, Small Enough, another random one, Small Enough... you get my drift!?
It simply washes over me... slowly pulling my heart out, squishing, molding, and just making it mush, oof!
