My heart speaks through my eyes. I despise candied lies. Let us take a casual walk. Give my heart the chance to talk.
My passion is ...
life.
I know too much about ...
hurt.
My parents always told me ...
to be myself.
My childhood ambition ...
was to be a humanitarian.
My favorite memory ...
childhood itself.
Why I write ...
to release my heart on paper.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
inspiration.
My first job ...
was less than thrilling.
My best moment ...
every moment that I helped someone other than myself.
My inspiration ...
faith and family
Is it really the fear of being loved? Or, is it perhaps, the fear that we won't be loved in return? When I was a little girl, I fantasized about a fairytale ending, complete with perfect prince and magically transformed wedding coaches. I dreamed of a life as simple as Cinderella. After all, who doesn't desire a "Happily Ever After" with someone they love? But, as I grew up, I realized that such a fantasy was simply that...a fantasy. In reality, the ones we fall for hurt us. They neglect to take care of the fragile hearts that have been entrusted to their care. Now, I have been labeled a m...
More..Tiffany Ann
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