That fine line that separates black and white, right from wrong, male and female. That fine line that colors your skies sunny with tinges of blue or black grey with thunder and lighting. Work from fun, love from hate, life from death. This fine line that seems ever so evasive yet intangibly omnipresent. Everyone has a fragile side, a vulnerable side, a dark side. No on is ever one color. And yet how we constantly seemingly attempt to place people; ourselves included into limited boxes believing that we can only be one thing. It rarely crosses our minds of how the very lines we set are not set in stone. They are malleable. You are either or. You can’t be both. Maybe it’s time to realize you can be so much more. That you aren’t meant to be labelled. Be as many things as you want to be. Don’t ever let anyone, yourself included convince you otherwise. The greatest enemy is yourself. Control your mind and your emotions before they control you.
