WEATHERING THE STORM
We Don’t Overcome Our Inner Darkness by Running from It, We Overcome It by Learning to Walk Beside It.
A Glimpse of Magic
We Don’t Overcome Our Inner Darkness by Running from It, We Overcome It by Learning to Walk Beside It.
Love Doesn’t Always End When Someone Stops Caring, Sometimes It Rots Inside You Long After It’s Dead.
He had Sworn to Never Love Her, But His Gaze Lingered on Her Like A Desert Traveler Yearning for Water.