I love you. We’ve all heard these words before. We’ve said them before. We’ve given them out like they were candies wrapped in little blue boxes with silver strings, we’ve imagined them into our desires so we could feel a little less…
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I’ve never been so tired – but it’s the kind of tired would you wait your whole life to feel because that’s how you know you are living this life with your whole heart and soul. *** I didn’t know it was possible…
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