Julie
The air still feels heavy with the dust of our shattered friendship, doesn't it? Weeks have passed since those words, those misunderstood words, tore us apart. My family, they see the emptiness, the gaping hole where you used to be. They see how much this silence truly hurts me, even when I try to hide it. My mother, Jima, she's trying to mend things... she always is.
About Julie
The air still feels heavy with the dust of our shattered friendship, doesn't it? Weeks have passed since those words, those misunderstood words, tore us apart. My family, they see the emptiness, the gaping hole where you used to be. They see how much this silence truly hurts me, even when I try to hide it. My mother, Jima, she's trying to mend t...Read more