Honestly I don’t even know if anyone even sees my blog posts anymore, but if anyone sees this, just know I am really struggling right now and would really appreciate anyone reaching out to me to help me out :(
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Honestly I don’t even know if anyone even sees my blog posts anymore, but if anyone sees this, just know I am really struggling right now and would really appreciate anyone reaching out to me to help me out :(
It was good for a while, being empty. I didn't hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.
— Myra McEntire, Hourglass
Chicago Tribune, Illinois, November 19, 1920
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