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Solo Suite

Every single moment feels like a ritual of love and dedication to myself – like I’m was looking out for my best interest. Like I’m not planning my life anymore but somehow had gotten to a place where my life is just flowing in a way that I know it should have been all along – that I know I was getting to all along.

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The Reality of The Season

Summer legs that see more long grass and fence spokes than sun. More cool water stolen and sliding down shivering stomachs …