
“Nothing could hurt more than when one is reaching, bending, and stretching themselves. Within the proper capacity, burdened to all figures of relations. Although one acknowledges greatly that the way one may be feeling, can just be the universe testing them. To see how well they’ll react and/or express their built up emotions. Struggling to find out that all the rocks one has collected over time, some have considerably been disintegrating for some time now followed by the other half which had been smashed into a million pieces. Taking into much consideration that all their rocks have been destroyed, one notices larger pieces scattered all over the place. One trying their very best to clean up all the chucks of dusted gray, crystalized particles. That had been cluttering up the grounds, causing them to not properly see where they were going. Demonized figures begin to erode in their minds, whispering words of hurt, anger, sadness, and even small talks of deceitfulness. Courageously, shutting off all means of communicated structures. By acknowledging that even if one is the most positive, they want to be or even if one is the most negative they can be. Sooner before later certain familiar foes surrounding them begin to fade into character- like strangers. Almost like a pixilated movie of animations, that entertain the minds of children. Children becoming very excited by these characters because they are imaginary. Each time a child discovers a new show and/or movie. The heroic and the heroine are both widely important to the story. Rather it be in means of fighting one another for friendship, fighting one another for significance, or even fighting one another for family. The figures in which fight the hardest for the other. For this picture like setting to fade into a great-less nothing. One starting to feel, that even though their seeds are just being planted, and one is flourishing. They can’t help but to feel broken hearted, dismissed, and used. Struggling to accept that the collection of rocks they’d been collecting, was never solid enough to make a great collection.”-k.L<3

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