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Everything moving up and down, but you remaining stable.
The plan changes. You can ride the plan, but it changes. The plan could be everything, but it changes. The plan could be the epiphany, but it changes. The plan could be different…real this time, but it changes. The plan could be a promise, but it lies. You can find yourself ok when you change the plan. You can find yourself ok when you back out. You can find yourself ok when you don’t have one.
I had a bit of 80 percent to love, love everyone. I don’t love everyone, but I love all the people I like now. It works, it works oh so well when you’re in it. I told all the angels or maybe they’re just societal narcotics to fuck off, cause today can be different from tomorrow, and I’m a different man then than I am now. I’ll be somebody, but it can wait, cause being somebody, that perfect somebody may not be worth it in the end. My love is amplified to ten for most, but I still stare off and long, cause you’re my eleven. You love me and I love you, I can be so happy with that, I can be so accepting.
YO
YO JESSICA I’M AT YO HOUSE TUMBLIN YO!!!!
