Note: For the times that my emotional weakness was squeezed into the surface, here's the *insert adjective* outcome.ESCAPEHow many days more will my heart be sore?Because I want to be happy just as before.I pray for this heart that has been torn apart,To heal so that from scratch, again I can start.All details of you, I don't want to remember,Because week after week, I'm still sober.Eyes are tired from weeping all night,The walls...
About Me
- Isabel
- A twenty-something registered nurse who suddenly developed a love for make-up and such. A self-taught make-up junkie who wants to add a dash of color into her pale canvass.
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