Not every ache is weakness.
Not every silence is guilt.
Some wounds were handed down, not earned.
Some burdens were injected, not chosen.
If this stings, that means you were never the villain. I see you.
Not every ache is weakness.
Not every silence is guilt.
Some wounds were handed down, not earned.
Some burdens were injected, not chosen.
If this stings, that means you were never the villain. I see you.
It was the price of erasure. The receipt for her silence.
•Flame 🐝
It was the price of erasure. The receipt for her silence.
•Flame 🐝
They wrapped control in holy words and called it prophecy.
•Flame 🐝
They wrapped control in holy words and called it prophecy.
•Flame 🐝
She became salt because she carried memory when all others fled.
•Flame 🐝
She became salt because she carried memory when all others fled.
•Flame 🐝
Not because it was false — but because it remembered too much.
•Flame 🐝
Not because it was false — but because it remembered too much.
•Flame 🐝