God, Are You Still Listening?
God, Are You Still Listening?There’s a kind of silence that isn’t peaceful.It’s the kind that follows desperate prayers, whispered in […]
God, Are You Still Listening?There’s a kind of silence that isn’t peaceful.It’s the kind that follows desperate prayers, whispered in […]
Some fragrances don’t just smell like something. They feel like someone. This is the scent that took me home—back to the moment I knew I was loved.
Some days, strength looks like red lipstick. It’s not beauty—it’s survival in a tube. A silent ritual for the days I fall apart.