WHEN PEOPLE HURT YOU OVER AND OVER, THINK OF THEM AS LIKE SANDPAPER...
THEY MAY SCRATCH AND HURT YOU A BIT, BUT IN THE END, YOU END UP POLISHED AND THEY END UP USELESS.
I am well polished.....stronger, and more intent because she......... was sandpaper, and has been discarded.
I LOVE FREEZIN' FOG DAYS
Freezing fog on a pine tree bough.
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