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Shattered.

Shattered.
This must be what dying feels like. No, love. This is being born. I wrote that in my journal last night. After the start of something so painful. But also the ending of something so painful. There is nothing but pain right now, honestly. Except those small, glimmering moments of deep, deep calm, where the waves stop crashing and the water is still, lapping at the torn edges. They flicker in and out…
2020 is #Cancelled

2020 is #Cancelled

What a time to be alive

What a time to be alive

Things That Scare Me

Things That Scare Me

27 Candles

27 Candles

You're Doing Great Sweetie

You're Doing Great Sweetie

How I Survive the Winter

How I Survive the Winter