..complications, predicaments, liaisons, fragments, idioms and expressions.
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 okay.
The universe holds all our fates in the stars. Trust the universe.
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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