"No Past. No History"
I cut my hair off. The dead strands fell all around me. My dreams are consumed with this overwhelming sense of affection but when I wake this reality overcomes me. I learned something. People's personalities do not change. People may change in ways but the things that make them who they are, will never. This does not include mistakes they've made. As humans we are entitled to our mistakes. It's actually the very thing that makes us human. Often, we forget this. We hold others to a standard based on their mistakes and we say we forgive but we never do. It's disgusting, repulsive and ignorant. Love! Love love love! Despite the risk you may be taking. I'm sick and stale of all the rest.