Salt 01/28/201802/10/2018trE The wounds you left behind bitch and moan, groan at their depth. You return for seconds– salt in hand ready to pour. but, I am closed indefinitely. Share this?EmailWhatsAppFacebookLinkedInTwitterPinterestTelegramMoreTumblrLike Loading... Related
No seconds, please! Let those wounds heal. Love the attitude and clarity of thought here. LikeLiked by 2 people
I am so happy to find you again. Somehow I lost my following of you. Your words speak to me. Glad to have them back. LikeLiked by 3 people
You didn’t lose me on accident. I actually shut down my blogs and recently returned. It’s good to see you again, Ali! Thank you! LikeLiked by 1 person
This metaphor of wounds is superb, I felt them.
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Thank you. 😊
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Talent. Is. Back!
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*nods in acceptance* I appreciate this comment, truly. Thank you.
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Oooh I’ve so been there. Very nice tRe!
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Thank you, Deb.
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Such a treat to read your sharp words!
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Hey, you! Thank you kindly!
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Always.
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No seconds, please! Let those wounds heal. Love the attitude and clarity of thought here.
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Thank you, Mags. 😊
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You’re most welcome, Tre. 💚
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This is just genius trE, painful nonetheless.
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Manuel, thank you so much! I am honored.
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The honor is all mine, always.
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😊
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I am so happy to find you again. Somehow I lost my following of you. Your words speak to me. Glad to have them back.
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You didn’t lose me on accident. I actually shut down my blogs and recently returned. It’s good to see you again, Ali! Thank you!
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Yikes, hold off on the salt in the wound.
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Exactly, Peggy! Haha.
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