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Red Flags
Red flags feel like home. I grab your red flags and wrap them around my shoulders as if they will be the only thing in the relationship to...
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I have wrapped my own arms around my chest several times and called it healing. I have dove headfirst into my very being only to pull out wh...
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It's three in the afternoon I’m draping my arm around yours as you push the shopping cart around the store. My legs feel like jello ...
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Maybe one day I will learn to appreciate the time I am taking for myself. I have never been alone long enough to understand that I dont ...
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