BOOK REVIEW: The Summer of Chasing Mermaids by Sarah Ockler
When one dream burns to ash, you don't crumble beneath it. You get on your hands and knees, and you sift through those ashes until you find the very last ember, the very last spark. Then you breathe. You breathe. You fucking breathe. And you make a new fire. Oh dear sweet baby Jesus...
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