moyarodina
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As the sun rays were hitting my skin and I felt the grass under me gently tickling my arms, I felt free. Everyday I tried to take a walk through the little park that was near my apartment. And everyday I tried to find something new, something beautiful in this park. Either a new birds nest or a new flower that started blooming.
Maybe I could encourage myself to meet some new people.
"Sorry, is it okay if I sit down?"
TW: Depression and Trauma.
No smut in here.