Dedication
To the girl who was told to smile when she wanted to scream, who learned to whisper her rage instead of roar. This is your story too. Let them taste poison in your petals with blood and roses.
Dedication
To the girl who was told to smile when she wanted to scream, who learned to whisper her rage instead of roar. This is your story too. Let them taste poison in your petals with blood and roses.