Lucille Cifer She strolled down the hall, her heels clicking each time her foot touched the ground. Some would say she was an ebony goddess, with red painted lips and dark burgundy hair cut into a bob. While others, she's a temptress that preys on me...

Today I tell myself "You are good enough, you're talented, and you do good," I see everyone else around me and think "You'll never be as talented as them, nobody likes your work,"

Love Me Harder

No Control: Pt1