oh, honey
how I wish I could tie a noose around your destructive insecurities
how I wish I could grab the rope and pull the destruction out of you.
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the hurting / the healing
Poesia[ poetry bundle ] If there's anything I've learned these past 20 years, it's that life is never perfect. Some days are harder than others. Some days I feel so utterly happy that I fall in love with being alive. Others I feel so empty and tired it se...
