Have you ever realized how some things are just not like ridding a bike....Kinda like that feeling you have when you return to school after the summer or a long break or how after you learn a language and don't use it for a while.
Well I am hoping that eventually it clicks like I was in a coma and just woke up all of a sudden.
Why is it that some poeple fear the truth while others accept it?
Why am I so afraid of the truth even when it is good. I feel like a character in the book I am reading. Like if something gets too intimate for me I want to run screaming.
"People sometimes put up walls to see who will knock them down"
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