The flowers I receive, especailly the one's that are most special to me. I save them. I flatten them in my journal and then let them dry. The days go on and then once they are dry, they go in a box. I tie the bow on the box and save the flowers. I'll have those flowers forever, as I will have the memories that came with them.
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“I wasn’t kind, but I wasn’t unkind either. I wasn’t anything I guess. I wasn’t anything to anyone at all. I was nothing, a sort of non-being and I just wanted to fall asleep during the day. I let my face drown in the darkness of the pillow and tried to think that it was already night. I was in so much hopelessness. I literally couldn’t walk. I had this body that I needed to clean, feed and control but just thinking about those things made me feel very tired.”
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“But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt.”
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