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Happy Birthday, @tarrynfisher 🖤 You and the PLNs have changed my life. Thank you for making me feel less alone in this world, for helping me find my voice, for inspiring me to be a better person, for teaching me that it’s okay to not be okay sometimes, for just being you. I hope you are properly spoiled today. Love you bunches. 😘

Take me back... 😫

Missing these ladies something fierce. #plnagg19 #pln4life #girlgang

Did someone say #predsprideday ? I’m ready for the first night of playoffs, let’s do this! 💙🏒🥅💛 #standwithus #smashville #nashvillepredators #letsgopreds

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It’s funny the memories that come rushing back when you’re mourning—when you know you can’t make new memories with someone you loved. Like this random picture of this random day when I was outside talking to my grandmother about a boy as she took care of her rose bushes. She was so proud of those things, and she wanted to get a picture to send to her sister. I think I’ll miss days like this one the most—just hanging out with one of my best friends.

🍀Happy St. Patrick’s Day 🍀 It’s been a rough day. I’ve cried so many tears that I had to heavily filter this picture. But I had on my green. After all, it was her favorite color.

I got this tattoo when I started drafting In the Gray, knowing what writing and publishing this story would mean for me. Facing demons I’d been running from for years. Unearthing secrets that had been long since buried. Telling the truth to people I lied to time and time again. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy, and it proved to be one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Still, it was the only way I could ever truly turn the page and put that chapter of my life behind me.

Just because you can’t see someone’s scars, doesn’t mean they don’t exist. . Just because you can’t hear their pain, doesn’t mean they don’t feel it. . Just because they choose to focus on the light, doesn’t mean they don’t know darkness.

“Her heart was made of liquid sunsets.” . . . #virginiawoolf #sunset #tennessee

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