Ididn't understand how much of a mess I actually was until I uttered those wordsout loud. "I'm a mess." I said as I looked into his beautifulmulticolored eyes. "My life, my heart, my hair, my mind."
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Art of Mending A Broken Heart
Cerita PendekI don't think it's about finding myself as much as it is about remaking myself. I had been this girl for awhile, and then I started changing. Heading in a new direction blindfolded. I think it's time to take the blindfold off and create myself with...
