I suppose I could crack based on pressure, but I am holding up. Not all the finest as I am letting things get to me. It is easy to say fuck it and just push it all away, but I view that as a chickens way out. What is the worst that can happen? I can crack altogether and fall apart at the seams. It seems that cracking is not an option as it would not help self nor others. Be strong I say! Yes. I will try. No. I will do it. To me, I don’t have a choice but to hold up. - Arachne ~ June 28, 2010 @ a time unknown.
Yesterday is but a ghost looking back at me. The words above are just a mere reminder of a feeling that has been whisked away with the wind brought upon by the dawn of a new day. Today the sun has shown brighter and I feel stronger. I am holding my own and that is the way it should be. That is the way it is. Hey, we come in this life alone and we go out alone. The rubbing that we do with others is strictly residual in every regard. Let me not forget that. Gnaw not thou foul maggots as my body is not morte. ~ Arachne ~ June 29, 2010 @ 11:39 p.m. EST
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