You may not have loved or even liked me, but at the end of the day it’s you who needed me. It is my fire that brought the heat. 🔥
Tag: mirror
Interlude Between Versions of Myself
A life lived in fragments. Selves that surface and disappear swiftly. A portrait of survival shaped by splitting, where what looks like mystery is really the choreography of a nervous system trying to stay safe.
the Purgatory of a Broken Heart 