Deeper She Was Me Extra Quality -
Only me.
She wasn't hiding. She was waiting.
I used to think she lived at the bottom of me—a small, silent thing buried under years of politeness and noise. But I was wrong. deeper she was me
Only me.
She wasn't hiding. She was waiting.
I used to think she lived at the bottom of me—a small, silent thing buried under years of politeness and noise. But I was wrong. deeper she was me