Notes
and you come through. it’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.
[anne lamott]
[art by faun-songs]
and you come through. it’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.
[anne lamott]
[art by faun-songs]
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