I am a contradiction from head to toe. I want to smile but I love the taste of my tears. I want to be happy but I search for sad moments. I want to be free but I chain myself in situation and to people. I cry for free time, but I find different activities to fill my time with. I want a family but I love to run alone and free. I want to be a child but I love high heels. I want to taste new things, but I surrender myself with old tradition. I am a contradiction and that makes my days more interesting and alive. I lived, I loved, I am here doing all those...when I create I can breathe...and so this is what I am doing...
- Romania
- JoinedSeptember 21, 2017
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Story by ScentofRina
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Letters to my daughter
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Emotional confessions of a mother towards her daughter in the attempt to help her avoid making the same mis...