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So, I’m watching her concert and I finally remember why I haven’t done so in so long - it’s because it reminds me of my past and where-the-hell-ever my head was in the entire ‘10. Eugh. I mean it’s not about the fact that that part of my life emotionally, mentally and physically drained me. It’s more about the fact that it reminds me. I don’t like being reminded, I like waking up and knowing that I’ve been places, seen things and done things that people haven’t done. It’s all about individual progress, it’s actually quite simple. It’s just about knowing that I’ve had some fucked up things happen to me and I’ve become this person in the course of identifying my problems and fixing them. I never dragged anyone along for the ride when I was making myself a better person for the mere fact that I dragged so many people down when I was so problematic. I just guess this music is what healed me. Well, not literally - but was a huge bridge in healing what was broken inside. She just sings all this real stuff that gets to my core and I know it’s music and some people just cannot relate - main point being, something helped me & that’s all I could’ve asked for. I’m a blessed girl, I’ve always been and sitting in my own self-pity never got me anywhere, so I took a stand and here I am. Thankful for the strength that I hold - lucky me, not many people can say the same.
This used to be a funhouse…
so desperately want a blackboard wall!
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Reminds me of schoolies/year 12/2009/graduation.
<3 good reminder of good things in life.
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