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It was the storm of a lifetime. The storm of the century. It fell fast and it fell hard, and now you are too full of salt and water to hold yourself. If you don't open the flood gates, if you don't let the tears follow the rain, the dam is going break, your heart will break with it, and everything you've fought for will be washed completely away.
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Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 1:07 AM UTC
Storm of the Century
“My heart is in pieces,” she said. “So are the stars,” I replied, “the most beautiful things always are.”
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Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 12:46 AM UTC
Pieces
Darling, you’re not falling apart, you’re getting rid of the pieces that no longer serve your purpose. This is surgery of the spirit, and it can be painful as hell.
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Apr 22, 2021
Apr 22, 2021 at 12:42 AM UTC
Surgery of the Spirit
You can't make a flower bloom. You can shine all you want but it won't open until it's ready.
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Apr 20, 2021
Apr 20, 2021 at 6:49 PM UTC
Bloom #1