i am so thankful for my past self for writing down the line that hit so much . coz i manage to fins this story again.
'she'd never loved her self enough to be gentle careless with her body and having bruises from taking on the world head on without a second thought to slip on armor'
Chapter 1: "She'd never loved herself enough to be gentle, careless with her body and leaving bruises from taking on the world head-on without a second thought to slip on armor." Idk why but out of all the lines that made this story oh so beautiful, this one struck me the most..
Chapter 1: This was a beautiful piece.
I love how your story telling: compelling and the kind that I thoroughly enjoy. I like your style a lot.
Thank you for the fluff *-*
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