"𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙫𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣"
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cealchyth
Jan 07, 2026 11:48PM
Grief is like glitter. In the beginning, it’s everywhere.. on your hands, in your hair, scattered across every corner of your life. You try to clean it up, to restore some sense of order. And for a w...View all Conversations
