scarred scared and sacred
It is that time of year. Thursday is the day the non-stop barrage of pink begins and I will be honest- I hate it. I liked it when fall was about fall, and not about breast cancer. 1,009 more words
7 months ago
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.
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