You know it's been a while since you have been honest with all of the images displayed inside that miserable head, but it won't make a difference. You'll have to live with them. Who knows? Maybe tomorrow the shades of the colors will brighten and grow into all of the places we always wanted to go.
Stop waiting for change, and start cutting the strings.
We're not marionettes.
You're dancing in step. You're a marionette.
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