To caged desires.
Some wounds don’t heal
This one’s for the unsure creators.
If I were you, I’d rerhink. It inflicts an everlasting torment on all you hold near and dear.
Of vulnerabilities and hard hardheartedness.
Sometimes we just forget to taste our words before we spit them out.
Tough times don’t last. Tough people do. Remember that.
Lots of Love.