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At some point I stopped watering the flowers. Days became nights and caring grew sticky in my lungs and at some point my teeth clenched and I decided that, I would never let you hurt me again.
Wilted stems don’t bleed, wilted stems don’t get hurt, wilted stems can’t cry because they have no water. Right?
But now I’m stuck somewhere in between; living, dying, breathing, suffocating- and I don’t know where to go.
xxo,
Nen
Wilted stems don’t bleed, wilted stems don’t get hurt, wilted stems can’t cry because they have no water. Right?
But now I’m stuck somewhere in between; living, dying, breathing, suffocating- and I don’t know where to go.
xxo,
Nen
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