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byWhat if I am not enough? What if my words have run dry? What if I’ve lost my alebi? These excuses, I’ve held them…
Stories on real life, love, and transparency.
Stories on real life, love, and transparency.
What if I am not enough? What if my words have run dry? What if I’ve lost my alebi? These excuses, I’ve held them…
Your wounds rubbing against mine. Past traumas seemingly forever entwined within me. I used to love collecting rocks when I was a kid….
Today. Is a moment, is a blip, is a spark, Is a slow burn, is a chain, is a reaction, is a thing to…