The jewel in the feather-the line between empathy and self-sacrifice
Sometimes the tears feel like salt water in the back of your throat, the same way that the sea water feels when you jump off […]
Sometimes the tears feel like salt water in the back of your throat, the same way that the sea water feels when you jump off […]
I did not feel broken into a million pieces … I felt like ash. Worn down like a river stone, where I did not have […]