If you were to ask me if I was ever loved, I'd point towards a Rock in the middle of a sea. Often splashed upon but never fully drenched, waiting for the storm that would shake my very existence. -
If you were to ask me if I was ever loved, I'd point towards a Rock in the middle of a sea. Often splashed upon but never fully drenched, waiting for the storm that would shake my very existence.
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For once I'd like to feel whole. As someone who's been almost for a lot,But never enough for someone. -
For once I'd like to feel whole. As someone who's been almost for a lot,But never enough for someone.
Flickering lights, Rangoli floors, decorated doors all failed. And then she twirled in delight and it seemed like a festival again!! -
Flickering lights, Rangoli floors, decorated doors all failed. And then she twirled in delight and it seemed like a festival again!!