TBhe you, without the cruelties of the soul.Ty how I cannot see the whole,
Ahe more I’m struck
Wnd, formless, as a single part.
Uhich seem chaotic, nameless, dark
Yp to your canvas, shapes arise
et as I try to draw my eyes
it's easy on paper to take the numbers of interaction on paper not personally, but a whole different ballpark when you get nothing but radio silence on a recent chapter or discussion, even though you've gotten comments or feedback in the past.
This has professional consequences, such as being unable to assume high-level, managerial positions, and instead, they have always been associated with secretarial roles, for example.
I"f I catch you looking at a rose, I am going to tear it out of the ground, cut myself with its thorns, and stain my name onto the shirt you're wearing with the blood that's gushing out of me.I am going to wilt every flower in your path.