Posted on January 21, 2018
by Self-Inflicted Happiness
When she looked at him, all of the stress, anger, and troubles of life seemed to slip away. Her day was no longer about work but about the beautiful relationship that was forming before her eyes. When she looked at him, her life didn’t…
Category: UncategorizedTags: anxiety, Happiness, Honest, life, love, poetry, relationships, trials, worthy, young, youth
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