It feels strange when you look into a life, that could've been yours. Or are the fb pictures merely a selection of only the greatest memories placed all in one place to deceive the onlookers of a great, fulfilling, easy, and happy life? We all do selective picture taking and sharing, I suppose. I am here today, because of Grace, the Grace to chose to do so. I am me, not them, I am here, not there. But sometimes I can't truly get that into my thick, disillusioned skull.
Lately, I am experiencing nothing, but everything.
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