I found a CD my mom had given us of photos she took that I want to make into an album. I haven't really even started on the album yet, but I really want to be able to have these beautiful photos and the memories that they inspire in a permanent place soon.
I am broken, but not as much as I should be. I am seeking, but for Whom I sometimes forget. I am longing, but often for only a feeling. I am loved in spite of myself.
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