A Home For The Heartless
I was thrown out of the house that I labored to find and turned into a home. There will never be forgiving someone without a heart.
I was thrown out of the house that I labored to find and turned into a home. There will never be forgiving someone without a heart.
She blogged. She tweeted. That’s how I know her. She liked reading. She liked sharing. Many XXFactored links came from her. She was still a girl. She was almost a woman. She was both. And she was discovering her ideas about womanhood & relationships. She had ambitions like everyone else….
Visualising the wardrobe of the future.