The Girl Without A Face

Life is a journey, or a highway, or something like that. Sometimes life is a fuckin’ mess. Either way, with whatever happens, somehow, someway, you move on. You pick yourself up. You keep going. You get through what you thought you never could.

I’ve journaled a lot over the past two years. But I’m here now, live on this site. Documenting whatever comes up. Glimpses into what got me here, moments of where I am now. All that is between. And I’m doing it for me.

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