May 13
They say pressure makes diamonds.
Fine.
But here’s my truth:
My peace was forged under
every ******* ounce
of what came before.
Fine.
But here’s my truth:
My peace was forged under
every ******* ounce
of what came before.
A little excerpt from something I’m working on today.
(27/F)
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