Category: the basket of random posts filled with beauty
a big basket of posts that don’t seem to fit in anywhere, but that are still full of beauty
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Can you hear me whisper above the white noise of endless therapies and appointments with clever people, who know how to fix that, which is (apparently) broken within you? Hear me, sweet boy of mine: “You are not broken. You are a sweet perfection that the world could never truly appreciate. Never in a year…