She kept lifting like it was nothing.
She kept pushing like her life depended on it.
She kept the distractions for her sanity.
She kept going until she grew tired.
Of the attention. The adrenaline. The pleasure.
The ideals she painted.
The bluff. The fabrication. The deception.
The escape she created.
Reality set in, and she found her world in pieces.
Her heart, her life.
In pieces.
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Take me back to the city of love
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Nothing like them fancy Christmas rolls 🤭
Rosemary honey butter dinner rolls (via Instagram)
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Control is power.
Detachment is power.
Acceptance is power.
Clarity is power.
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Maybe time does heal everything.
@beatrice.gutu
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I love you so much it hurts
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Kind of miss having a sense of purpose
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