It’s hard to leave toxic situations because for so long
that has been your comfort zone. But once you cleanse your space,
you’ll realize you were drinking poison and calling it
medicine. Spit it out. You were standing in hell and calling it
peace, holding red flags and waving them like a truce. You went
up in flames and swore it wasn’t too hot. And now you’re
scared of being to cold. Break the ice, love. There’s a whole
world waiting on the other side, where nothing ever
burns.
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