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October 5 - October 19, 2023
“The sensation—it’s not sorrow, but something deeper—of being broken. Of being crushed so often, and so hatefully, that emotion becomes something you can only wish for. If only you could cry, because then you’d feel something. Instead, you feel nothing. Just . . . haze and smoke inside. Like you’re already dead.”
She knew. It was there, inside. She had been broken. Then she smiled. Oh, storms. She smiled anyway.
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After all, I am frequently quite silly—but I am almost always truthful.

