The Glorious Train Wreck Mom posted: " In a world brimming with ceaseless noise and demand, we often find ourselves likened to Bilbo Baggins, sensing the butter of our spirits being spread too thin over the bread of life's relentless toil. A sense of emaciation seizes our essence, stretching " The Glorious Train Wreck Mom
In a world brimming with ceaseless noise and demand, we often find ourselves likened to Bilbo Baggins, sensing the butter of our spirits being spread too thin over the bread of life's relentless toil. A sense of emaciation seizes our essence, stretching it beyond recognition, until all that's left is a frail silhouette of our […]
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