Just a quick piece, hope you guys enjoy it 💜❤💖💖💖💖💖💖
Would you still love me ?
Little boy: Are you an Angel? ...
She was surprised.
My scars are like the stars. Too many to count.
I learned to love myself, and that's the perfect gift.......thanks for reading guys ☺😊
I always share my scars with you, so that you do not feel it too.
My scars are healing. More than a month.
If you told me that I looked unhappy in my relationship, I'd say you were dead wrong. (Inspired by today's prompt: dead-wrong and abusive relationships.)
No pain no gain, so they say.
Nothing but a vessel for The Devil himself... Prompt word “leather”
We try so hard to hide our flaws
Personified snowscape or metaphoric scenery to describe ‘her’.
My scars tell a story. I wrote them with intention. (Real question though, does it feel unfinished? I feel like it does.)