I have my flaws, as we all do.
I’ve tried, repeatedly, to do better. To be, better.
They’re small things really, most wouldn’t even consider them an issue, or give them credence.
Most, are likely, not even aware. Or vehemently deny such a thing. “Who me? Character flaws? You must be joking!”
I suppose that is another of my flaws, the inability to live with my character flaws.
At least without trying to correct them, tweaking them slightly, until I can live with the results.
I have an entire litany of them to work on. Right now I’m working on that obsessive one.
“Just let it go, it means nothing. Breathe...”
About the Creator
Katie
Really just an amateur trying my hand at this.
Watcher at night
When I was a child, I would occasionally sense an intense, ominous presence watching me as I lay in bed at night. These experiences were rare, perhaps a few times a year. I would keep my eyes shut and try to ignore the feeling until it passed or I fell back asleep.
By spooky sessionabout 4 hours ago in Poets
The Dangling Bead
My life is splashing before my eyes, as I precariously suspend and prepare for the end, the consumption of my Self and identity. I know that gravity will be the victor in this struggle. Like a pendant, slipping from the chain, the tension has caught me in this moment, bestowing one last gift of reflection. I cling desperately, questioning my purpose. Searching for comfort. And I remember…
By Leslie Staven5 days ago in Fiction
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It's Better to try than not to have tried at all😉💯❤️❗