This is the safe feeling.


Blogger rolls out a new way of communicating and i roll over also and express myself.

Hurt. Let's get that out of the way right now. I feel pain like you feel pain and that's how we're connected. But what else?

I wish to revel in my freedom right now. It won't last for a very long time, but the feeling will carry me past the tough times.

fFreeedom rps across the tips of your fingertips and forces you to say what you meant. It seeks out the past, finds every moment when you were guarded and flings them out in the oopen. "I was your wonderwall" you say. We all celebrated that fault. We were all blinded.