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Flying in Candid confessions
I dreamed of flying. First, I was simply jumping, each time getting a little higher, until finally I was flying over large red rocks and wood. It seemed to be a desert place, but the rich orange ...
Despar in Candid confessions
This is the name of a supermarket near me. Seems like despair. It makes me imagine a shop where they sell misery and disappointment, heartbreak, anguish and fear. Maybe across the street is Chee...
Relationship in Candid confessions
It’s hard not to treat a relationship like an arm wrestling match at times. I find I want to have the upper hand in order not to be the sad loser in the end, even though they say that’s not love ...
Untitled in Candid confessions
Why do people say: be yourself…? What else can you be?
The Core in Candid confessions
I dreamed I lost my son. When I found him, his father took him in front of a drugged out guy and he started dancing. In the end, all of us were line dancing and I met my cousin, who confessed “I...
