And then everything started to change...

 


I changed. 

I no longer was broken.

I realized I have outgrown the roads that broke me and started the process of figuring out the life that fits who I am now. 

The rising part has begun. But boy, I'm not having a good time!

Maybe this is the part where I figure out what I am made of.

Here,

Paty ♥

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