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Broken Strength
The world is made of the broken...the strong. I get coffee in the morning and sometimes I get there too early, so I stop by the nearest...
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Music, Love, Galore
I wake up in the early hours of the morning to write. I use to hate music while writing. I feel it accentuates a more romantic way of...
Jul 16, 20202 min read
Quarantine Friends: Past, Present, and Future
I have a group of friends who are like family to me. When I was mentally ill a few years back, I almost lost them by things I said or had...