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Avoidance is like dodging bullets, but doing so for twenty-one years is worse than taking the hit

A shot in the dark can be a shot right to the heart if aimed correctly

Years of torturous mental acrobatics, falling in

And out of love with friends and people that could have been more

Self-discovery can be self-sabotage if the unknown land has been pushed aside for too long

A painful stint of push and pull

A laborious chore of breath, after breath, after breath

A dark room with endless ceilings but the walls close in fast

A hospital bed, a burning body, an unrequited crush, and an awful lifestyle

Things that felt good in the moment but burned me later