When the glue doesn’t stick

glue, life, confused, sad

 

True strength
is being able to hold it all together
when everybody else is expecting you to fall apart.
Life can be so damn confusing . . .  like now.
And yeah, oddly enough I’m fine.
Most cryptic.
Sorry.

 

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One Response to “When the glue doesn’t stick”

  1. Lynn says:

    Thinking of you! Hope things are ok!

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