Scars may be hideous to us at first glance, but, let’s be honest. Life would suck if we all had the power to turn back the hands of time and change what we deeply regret. Just, too many options to choose from. Too many what ifs for your demons to play with…
Can’t imagine coercing my past to become my present when the gifts of it all are each and every single lesson we’ve learned through war with ourselves. In a sense, it’d be splendid if our minds had photoshop for memories too horrific to witness continuously. But, why not snap a new picture into your current frame of mind, put away what’s out of style and hang up what makes you laugh and smile in a world only you can create for yourself?
So, so much beauty inside the madness, after all…
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