It doesn’t matter how tough we are. Trauma always leaves a scar.
It follows us home, it changes our lives. Trauma messes everybody up.
But maybe that’s the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap.
Maybe going through all that is what keeps us moving forward.
It’s what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little bit messed up.
Before we can step up.
fredag, juli 11
snarkus och markus åkte i en båt, iiaahiiaahååh.
Hejhej. jag har träffat thea en stund nyss<3 skönt att hon e hemma. och resten av kvällen ska jag sitta inne å ha tråkigt.
lalal. jag pratar med danne nu. han har blivit tjock :) hih.
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