A FLASH FROM THE PAST
- LECTURAS 15
- Votos 2
- Partes 2
not every story has a happy ending but that doesn't mean it's not worth telling
- Lucian.
we were teenagers going through a hell of a ride hoping one day it would finally end but after hours of conversations, weeks of sleepless nights, months of overthinking and years of tears enough to fill up a lake or the Pacific ocean we have finally come to a conclusion that the destination may not always make us satisfied but instead its a new start to take the right connecting flight to your next airport. Whatever it may be either in a relationship, among families, friends, strangers if you are treated differently because of being you then stand up for yourself and speak cause its already 2020 and its time to make a difference we may not always get an expected response but your effort is what that matters and is what that is going to bring change. The past can come in the way but use those flashes to embrace what's to come.
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