I love your energy it bursts whenever you’re talking about the last book you read or when you sip your cold black coffee while writing
I love your insanity, your breakdowns, your random rambles, and your complicated thoughts. I love you wearing that casual shirt and faded ripped jeans. I
Here are four things I learn as I rebuild my blog. One of them: your writing style stays with you no matter how time flies.
They say, when you fall in love, you listen to the music. But when you’re broken and in despair, you understand the lyric. Today, she
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But you’re not completely fine. You’re still wounded. Torn apart. You’re hopelessly desperate about the dream you haven’t pursued; the words you left unspoken; about
One day, you’ll wake up in the morning and feel the peaceful silence. You will cherish the moment of being nobody and having nothing. That
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