when the labels don't fit

This is for the mixed-ups and the misfits. For the wide-awakes who are dead-tired. For the confused have-it-all-togethers. For the both-ands. I’ve been learning that I’m carrying baggage that is all-together heavy and light. Sometimes, I think everyone in the world fits into a label. Everyone, that is, except me. He’s easy going, she’s organized, he’s […]

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