I suspect we have all been looked at, looked over, or looked upon, but have you ever really felt seen?
Wednesday, July 10, 2024
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All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches.
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We owned the night last - last night belonged to the girls! So much fun! Friends I haven't seen in years. Dancing. Laughter. Drinks...
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Sometimes I think about it, it’s a smell or food or a song that comes on. The ache in my heart is bittersweet. My throat closes up and tears...
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It's a funny thing. Somehow I keep thinking I'll come out of this unscathed. Truth is none of us do. There's is always some d...
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