Life is messy.
Not everything can be cleaned with products and elbow grease.
One day you think you have it all, the next day you watch it shatter to
the ground, and the next day after you find a way to clean the mess up with a
memory worth holding onto.
This life has no clean cuts and no even breaks, only moments that you
feel you may or may not be prepared for.
This life has no perfect good-byes, no painless broken hearts, only
moments where we feel strong enough to hold back the flood of emotions, rare moments
where we feel a bit more prepared for the change we must go through.
This life is beyond messy, with all these cracks and spills, with all
these tears and blood, all these webs and landmines, and all this love and
razor wire.
We need to let go of the desire to clean this mess up completely,
whether alone or together, there are times when we need to appreciate how dirty
we let ourselves become; there are times when we have to throw everything to
the ground and choose to dance among the shattered glass.
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