blue butterfly #13.10

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Hello love, I’ve decided that my depression will not get that bad. THAT bad. My Mum keeps me fighting, my not-so-secret superhero. I look for hope in every feather. Sometimes every magpie, one for sorrow and two for joy. I don’t really understand. That or how I can feel so destructive. X

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