Summer at the Square
Of all the antics I could tell of that went down this summer via the Washington Square Hotel. None were as whimsical and fantastic as the energy around the fountain.
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No weapons formed against me shall prosper. (Isaiah 54:17)
So I’ll walk with my head held high— earnest, confident and complete; knowing that this battle is already won.
Today I claim victory, for every tongue that will rise against me in judgment I will condemn.
Lonely’s the only other company, unless you’re the love no other love can be. So sometimes, it’s better to walk alone.
Fuck you.
He’s giving you his last, ‘cause he’s thinking of you first. Giving comfort when he’s thinking that you’re hurt.
Real.
Unconditional.
Not just when you’re at your best, ‘cause you need him most when you’re at your worst.
[chopped, screwed and inspired by a.keys]