I deserved better. I was waking up. Redemption is something you do. I started thinking I should forgive and live in the present.

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I deserved better. I was waking up. Redemption is something you do. I started thinking I should forgive and live in the present.
Live your life whole and organic, you've got to be a natural among other things so decidedly bourgeois.
Live a life of hopeless romanticism.
I gave up a love so incredible: he had me in a shiver of flesh and touch... I think of the face I love and he is gone. I know I have to live with that.
Live in the most beautiful way you can.
I hope you will live an interesting life and I hope you will write exactly as you think - with love.
If I had the chance to live would I take it? Would I do more? Or nothing?
She will see everything, fill herself up with stories and she will live richly and deeply.
I hope and forgive and confess every day to live clean - it seems to be enough, but it is not easy.
You wonder if you've got what it takes. You don't want to just live you have faith in yourself, and a flood of confidence in everything you do.