The sky, the clouds, the shadow, and the feel of looking at it just remind me about what happened in these last (probably) 5 months.
Red might burn nor hell, but it shows love more than anything could ever explain, express, execute.
Things that I deeply recognized from the storm is: it’s okay to cry, get mad, scream, shouting, swearing, lock hide exile yourself, run away, get distraction, etc.
But one thing to be kept in mind:
reborn, reshine, realize.
May 7, 2023
May 7, 2023 at 5:01 AM UTC
The sky, the clouds, the shadow, and the feel of looking at it just remind me about what happened in these last (probably) 5 months.
Red might burn nor hell, but it shows love more than anything could ever explain, express, execute.
Things that I deeply recognized from the storm is: it’s okay to cry, get mad, scream, shouting, swearing, lock hide exile yourself, run away, get distraction, etc.
But one thing to be kept in mind:
reborn, reshine, realize.
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