Old bones, young age

Posted byMuni_Mar Leave a comment on Old bones, young age

I woke up one day, and I couldn’t pick up my crying baby. A pain I have never experienced before.

I carry old bones with young age…

Published by Muni_Mar

Heloooow and mahadsanid(thank you) for visiting my blog. I'm Munimar(combo of my two names) I'm a mother of two darling boys, a Creative soul, lover of Coffee & Kindness. I speak up on tabooed topics as I am a survivor and it's my mission to inspire and encourage my fellow survivors. Say hi. chao

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