Spring and allergies, crying like a mad woman. But here.
Trusting bigger sunny days.
Declutter. Exhale all bullshit.
Breathe.
Create.
Good luck!
Good luck!
It’s hard to say the words
when you feel down
when something or someone
happens in the same path as you
For me it’s somewhat private
somewhat reserved
The words don’t come out
until it’s safe and silent
Portuguese Actress with cancer, a lesson…
Confia
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