
I know the leaves don't usually turn this color until fall, but in Texas, some plants die of heat and look like this in the summer. So here's some art inspired by the oak tree in my backyard :)
I know the leaves don't usually turn this color until fall, but in Texas, some plants die of heat and look like this in the summer. So here's some art inspired by the oak tree in my backyard :)
There are many moments
Where I don’t feel
Deserving
Of the attention
Today I’m reminding myself
Of how far I’ve come,
All the years I’ve spent
Living in pain
I’ve kept every card I’ve ever received
For as long as I can remember
People fade in and out of your life
Eventually lost in the past, forgotten
I read their letters after sunset
“Why didn’t you ask for help?”
When I didn’t write for weeks
I was asking for help
When I stopped smiling
When I stopped laughing
When happiness became fake
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