It Hurts.

The PriQuill — Slivers of the Soul

It’s tough. Love. Life. Yet we hold on to hope. But sometimes, it digs so deep that we can scarcely breathe. Nothing remains. For that moment, at least.

Love

Life

Bitterness

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