I know some days you feel like heavy snow on the first day of Spring. when you come down, you come down hard. but be what you are. who you need to be. soon the sun will shine and chase your storms away.

(as it always does)

don’t let them tell you how to feel. the ground is still underneath their feet. how could they possibly understand

what          you         need.

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