Where did we lose the capacity to be gentle with each other? An interesting thing to see the skin getting so hard that we imagine only violent words can make their way through.
Sometimes you sit on the Bx12 and hear a celly conversation where the love is just flowing…
“Yeah, my n&%$@#!!! Of course I love you! You’re my f&%$@n baby’s mother. But your stupid a$@ is so f&%$@n crazy. That’s why we can’t be together, my n&%$@#!”
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