"Somehow I must hold on to both my pain and my hope they each deserve my belief. They are both real and they both matter. I am on the gurney. I am underground. I am pushing toward the light, I'm developing roots no one can see, I am waiting on spring shoots, I am still in winter. I am all of these things, but none of them will last. Tomorrow will be different from today, so I'll just keep f****** going."
— Apr 05, 2026 11:47AM
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