Having tired of the negative words she laid them down being finished with the weighted boots she burned them
She could never go back and make some of the details pretty all she could do was move forward and make the whole beautiful
Travel because you have no idea who you are until you experience yourself through different people and realize how we're all the same
Trust is like a paper once it's crumpled it can't be perfect again you can flatten the paper and try and make it as straight as you want but it will never be perfect again
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