And I ask myself again, is this really strength? Refusing to let anyone in, not telling anyone how I truly feel, and keeping so many secrets to myself? Is this what strength is like? What doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger, or so I believe. Betrayal after betrayal will only make me stronger. It’s…
by Devina Perhaps I don’t have to. Actually, I know I don’t. But there’s this pride in my heart, and I can’t shake it off. And if you know me well, you do know that my pride is my prized possession. A really good friend of mine said last week, “What would I do without…
by Devina I am the old book drowned in the piles of papers in your library. My pages are folded, your handwriting scarred me, and your sticky notes ruined me. I am the passage you quote to your child, the beautifully written words you once memorized in full page, the lyrics you had fallen in…
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