She wears her heart on her sleeve. What a cruel fate it is to feel so much, to cry at another's misfortune, to feel such profound joy at another's victory, to hate another's abuser with such passion, to love unconditionally, no matter the offense. She wears her heart on her sleeve, could you?...Read more
The hand that is willing
@thehandthatiswilling
Hii, I'm Luke, and I'm terrible at expressing myself. I'm Turing 18 soon, and it feels so surreal to get this far.I wanna share those emotions with you guys,the ugly and the pure❤
I was never made for confrontation. I took the heat, let it settle on my skin, hoping time would cool it, hoping it would pass. But growing older teaches you this— nothing left unspoken disappears. It lingers. It burns. It hurts in ways you’d never wish on another soul. Life feels fine and dandy wh...Read more