I wonder why your insecurities don’t match your eyes. You beguile everyone with your exquisite. You don’t understand them, but they seem...

I saw a walking cemetery. She was a sight to behold. Her steps were littered with dread, Her presence sensed before she was seen. ...

❤️ Those are the passionate ones. The ones who bleed zeal and show it. The unapologetic ones. They’re the red hearts. 💛 These are young...