Monday, May 31, 2010

I am made of scars...

Have you ever been sitting there, not really doing anything, and notice a scar you've never seen before?  I used to know where and how I got every scar I have.  Lately though, it seems that I am finding a plethora of scars that I have no clue how they got there, and that seems a little depressing to me.  Life can be defined by your experiences, and more so by the scars you have, both physically, emotionally and spiritually.  Know your scars, as you know your flaws.

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