But, darling, don't forget to love yourself.
Hope for a brighter tomorrow.
Symbolic of the journey from girl to woman. A memory of 21 year old me.
Bitter. Sweet. Love.
Silver linings on the dark cloud that is loneliness
Musings from the clouds.
Seek, and you shall find.
Written my month of October; Dry October, that is.
Three faces, three personalities and at the core of it, the same person.