pretty rave girl



The song is stuck in my head this morning.

The photo still makes me smile.

The 3+ years she's been gone are mostly a blur.

I keep waiting to come out the other side of the grief

but the truth is – there is no other side.

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One Response to pretty rave girl

  1. abby says:

    Until we oulselves are ready, change will not (can not, be made to) happen.

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