i hope we meet again old friends,
when we no longer marinate in our sorrows,
when we no longer feel the weight of the world crushing our insides
when we no longer have the urge to obey those voices whispering inside
telling us
we aren't good enough
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Wish your old friends come and read this :)
they wont
i never told them about this page lol
Aha your secret is out. I did suspect they won't know ;-)>
yeah
theres no real point tho
they were all toxic and bad for me
https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/god-the-plough-190918
Hope you like my little write :)