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dear little me
some days i yearn to be you again, whimsical and full of wonder. there are times when i wish i could remind you to squeeze all our...


a poem called “relief”
01/24/25 I bask in the sun, I cry on the beach, I can’t overcome the fear i can’t see I drink overpriced lattes and chamomile tea, ...


MESS
12 years ago today I lost my mom. I never knew that this day would turn one where I would find the strength within me to share my pain...


MY SUMMER READS
Long story short... after a road trip, I ended up getting really sick. I got back to my home and was told by my doctor that my only true...
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