Something I’ve learned about human hearts is their intensity to feel.
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I always had issues with people touching me. Mainly on my hands and feet.
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I’m unsure why these two words are so offensive yet so silencing at the same time.
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There are moments when I feel like the dust swimming and dancing in the sunlight.
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You know that feeling where your surroundings have become so comfortable they’re almost uncomfortable?
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Some of you might know me as the girl of trauma.
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You know when that first glimpse of spring peeks around the corner, almost simply to let us all know that it exists, it’s coming.
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I love dried flowers. There is something so uniquely beautiful about them. As if they still have such life and beauty inside them
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Usually when Liv and I pick blueberries we eat more than we pay for. We should truly feel bad for perhaps “ripping them off”
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The first time I had biscuits and gravy was in a diner. Not the most cleanly of places but apparently with low standards I enjoy it enough.
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I could tell you about love until the soles of my feet bleed. I love love.
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I love the mornings. I think it’s mostly because each morning is an established new.
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