Stories Untold...
Isn't it crazy as to how we all have this freedom to say whatever we like, all our triumps and tribulations, the deep seated pearl oysters and tempests...
dear reader, Every damn thing you and me withhold unto our mortal flesh and bones... Yet all we do is we say, "Darrrn! I want to say something..." to every single living being you encounter and yet aren't able to!
Cheers, dear reader! Lets's celebrate, in all our brokenness, in all our inabilities, our "Not being able to cry out what we want to shreik and tell the world of!"
Dear reader, you with me?
You understand me!?
Loving,
f.
/albatross
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Setting That Bird Free!
De TodoA collection of all the learnings that are freeing myself off me!
