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Because there are those who are effortlessly great, there are those who were born into it, and know what to do, and know how to be everything they need to be so that they can actually help, and be something.
And then there are those like me, that were born to just…..I don’t even know.
So I spend my time just trying to make sure that my existence wasn’t a waste.
I don’t even know what I want to be. You know how on a human level we dedicate ourselves to a job or a career?
I don’t even know what mine is. So I just do that, I just try to be a good human. But you need money to live this life.
" I wrote this in an e-mail to a friend. I read it again, and I felt sad. Like, separated from myself and I wanted to hug the side of me that said that. But I have no words of comfort for that me, and in essence, I think that’s the problem-
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Dragonflies are a piece of my soul. It is my spirit animal, the threshold into my third eye, what the vibrations of my existence look like.
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