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Somewhere, someday

Unsent Unread Unheard A place to yell into the void. Write to those you love, or don't love. Sometimes we all need a place to vent, or listen to ourselves talk. Sometimes we need to be heard, let's build a community that's safe for all. Threats/Bullying/Harassment/Derogatory comments are not permitted, this is a safe space. Please remember to be kind and supportive to one another.

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Somewhere, someday

A place for the letter you never sent.

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You’re still my Blue Sky

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A letter I’ll never send, but needed to write

Unsent Unread Unheard A place to yell into the void. Write to those you love, or don't love. Sometimes we all need a place to vent, or listen to ourselves talk. Sometimes we need to be heard, let's build a community that's safe for all. Threats/Bullying/Harassment/Derogatory comments are not permitted, this is a safe space. Please remember to be kind and supportive to one another.

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Love was true, timing was cruel

‎"For sale: baby shoes, never worn." - Ernest Hemingway A story told in only six words - Hemingway called this his best work. Can you do better?

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Grief doesn’t always come with a funeral—sometimes it just comes with silence

Ongoing support for break ups.

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Grieving the End of a Relationship That Felt So Right

Ongoing support for break ups.