the gold is wrinkled and worn. but its scars tell a story. one I would much rather hear frankly.
sending love to any shiny spirit who was ever made to feel less than beautiful.
go gently.
the gold is wrinkled and worn. but its scars tell a story. one I would much rather hear frankly.
sending love to any shiny spirit who was ever made to feel less than beautiful.
go gently.

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