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Sorting through the bs



 Feeling is inevitable, the most we can do is try and block it and ignore but like darkness even the purest of souls are drawn to it. Going through any form of mental imbalance makes the dynamics of a relationship a tad bit different if not difficult . 

Embracing imperfections personally makes it easier for any other person trying to be about you understand you and how you act and react in different situations. Whenever you're touched by love a heart print lingers so you are always reminded of a feeling of being cared for. The line however that separates love and hate is a thin ass veil that is hella transparent.  When you're in love you can picture how much hatred can result from the love if it turns sour.  

There are individuals that keep us opening and closing  that veil depending on how good they treat you and if they make you feel special enough for as long as it lasts. Why we get drawn to souls that constantly put us through the most is a mystery I'm yet to unravel. The never ending I hate you and I love you and being torn between erasing and archiving memories.   

I've reached a point where my body, mind and soul have to be in one place and in sync when I make emotional decisions . Availing yourself to toxic shit slowly wears you out because your mind is convincing your body that it's what you need even though your soul knows better . Letting go does a lot for you, things that hold us back are like blindfolds - they deter you from seeing anything else but darkness and once you let go its like taking off the mask and realising how beautiful the light is. 

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