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.
tisdag, juni 2
Fashion against Aids.
Idag ska jag få en ny tröja.
Och jag sov inget inatt, därför ska jag inte gå på spanskan utan stanna hemma och plugga. Naturen kommer gå åt helskotta.
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