Los Angeles Dodgers MLB Personalized Hawaiian Shirt

Los Angeles Dodgers MLB Personalized Hawaiian Shirt

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All the words that I wanted to say were never allowed by Los Angeles Dodgers MLB Personalized Hawaiian Shirt to leave my body. Because it knows that my words will be unable to reach her brain, as she holds an Impenetrable Armour of Reasons which she holds to herself, but won’t reveal to me. Because she too knows that Her Reasons would hurt me. Sometimes I feel like I have been disallowed from expressing myself to her. So much that I feel so heavy now. I’d feel so tired to even move or even break into a smile. I’d even wonder which organ is affected and heavy. And with ignorance I’ll attribute this to my heart like all my fellow humans. And at that point I’d go to a temple and wonder “why did I even meet her if I’m not meant to be with her. I hate this logic of life”. Then I’d Go with heavy heart and eyes. And there my mom would be waiting for me and ask the unanswerable question : “What happen. Why are you dull ?”. For which I don’t have an answer. It kills me that I can’t explain my pain to anyone. For even my mom will think I’m foolish. And I know that I will not last anymore with this pressure inside. Hence I say “Onnum Illa Amma (Nothing mom)” and head to my room and cry once a while and vent my pain so that I can start afresh with new hopes.