I’ve stopped trying to make sense of the what’s happening or anyone else’s bullshit. And I don’t know if that means I’m healing, or it’s another unhealthy coping mechanism.
I hope to fuck I’m healing.
It will all be okay, it will. I don’t know how, but I do know it will be okay. It may not be what we all think it should be, but it will be...
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