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In the beginning, we were happy. But even the moon and the honey go dark and rancid.
We step in the shit on purpose so we’re forced to buy new shoes. You know what I’m saying?
But it’s not the miles, it’s the time.
Freedom is being able to live your truth without having to apologize for it.
Was I happy? I think so. But what is a cake without frosting?
