Black was all she knew.
No matter where she looked, all she saw was him. He was in the shadows her nightlight casted on her wardrobe as he whispered in her ear, “Now you’ll never be scared because I’ll be the light.” He was the empty glass on her table, a sign he was home waiting to embrace her. He …
I'm back with more beauty talk
Sometimes you never really grow up.
My daily make-up routine.
Apologies means nothing at all.
I tried going make-up free for a month and it's definitely not for me.
It feels like coffee that burns your throat and the truth you can't seem to swallow.
She was more than a human, yet worth less than a thought.