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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all i want to do is tell the storyat leastwitness itwith my own eyesgive it breathso that it might leave my body i thought, once-upon-a-time, that it was my mother’s story {isn’t that how all fairy tales begin} but listen, there is no way that a mother’s story doesn’t leave a mark, at the very…