Juniper at Midnight

It is moments like this, watching the stars wink out like flashlights, leaving us in the dark, that I wonder why bad things happen.

Why do people feel like they’re not worth a body, a soul? Why do people feel like they will never be loved, like they need to go home in the middle of the night because they’re scared of themselves? Why do people feel like their body is a burden because of someone else?

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