basically, when someone you love dies, it isn’t just them that you miss, but the parts of yourself that person brought out of you that can never be brought out again.
i feel that with my dad.
basically, when someone you love dies, it isn’t just them that you miss, but the parts of yourself that person brought out of you that can never be brought out again.
i feel that with my dad.
🥰 bless her!
🥰 bless her!
Not sure what’s going on in the bottom right! 👀😆
Not sure what’s going on in the bottom right! 👀😆
*procrastinating
*procrastinating
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