a person effectively claims for herself.
Sam Cooke — Nothing Can Change This Love - 1962
how loving I used to be,
and it feels good that “used to” is the wrong conjugation of that verb
(jk i don’t know for shit how to ‘conjugate verbs’)
but because I’m loving again
and I remember how happy I used to feel some days
and how I would let that dictate my day
or as I used to say,
LET THE SUN SHINE OUT OF MY ASS
without worrying about judgement, or worry about being too loving/generous/or kind
and how I’m also giving into that part of me again
and how that makes me feel whole
I remember how good it feels
because I can feel it again.
how good it feels.
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