Beautaplin Quote #7065398
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Lately, I have felt trapped and stretched thin, exhausted and

Lately, I have felt trapped and stretched thin, exhausted and beaten — as though the present is an ocean and every moment ahead of me is an impregnable layer of thick, solid ice and I am suffocating helplessly between them.

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posted April 30, 2016 at 9:05am UTC tagged with beautaplin, frozenocean, quote

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