Im the spitting image of her. Im her blood. Im a part of her physically. But not mentally. She had a bad childhood. So did my brother who came before me. We all have family trauma. And we all need to try to be kinder to one another. And more compassionate. We all need to be a family again and not enemies
I hope we can all change.
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𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜.
RandomJust someone's life. Hoping to inspire and help others. Also, the photos aren't mine💀
