This is a part 2 and if you found this first you have to read the part 1 to be able to follow through :)

I love my job. What do I do you ask?

I have a bad habit of peeling the skin off of my lips.

We used to smile genuinely.

Such a common word. Yet not very common to us all.

I once had nothing and ended up nothing. I was a child of a poor family of five. Growing up as the youngest child, I never really had a toy nor proper clothes. My parents can barely provide us three m...

Hi, this is me. I’m misunderstood, a misfit and a mistake. All in one fragile body. And I’m sorry.

like a flower

Welcome to the life of Ayesha Rose

Alone and hearing laughter in the middle of the night is totally a different story.