The want to be cared for by friends, but being unable to accept that in any way due to trauma.

“In your darkest hour, in the blackest night... think of me... and I will be with you. Always. For where else could I go? Who else could I love but you?”
Once, there was a link here. Now it is a memory. A memory of laughter and hope. A memory of good times. A memory that shall not be forgotten.
Stand tall, my friends. For our journeys shall never end.
If you still want to find me:
https://linktr.ee/7x9000
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The want to be cared for by friends, but being unable to accept that in any way due to trauma.