If everyone is equal, how then, are we supposed to stand out?
Is it just convoluted now?
5 Word Stories I left you... a note.
Him The blood rushed through my pulsing veins as the last word dripped from my lips...
Leaves Later in that year she realized that those were not leaves on the ground, but her confidence in herself.
Left with the burden of love and a broken heart Oh, "What love is this?" ~Shakespeare
