Rianna

Rianna

Freely, openly and honestly
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past joy feels so past, as though there is nothing more to come it feels like there is nowhere else to go but oh, you know this is not the end this was merely a taste a sample of what's to come this year this is not the end this is only the beginning.

this life is but a garden bed, the rain it comes and goes, but you can prick yourself on all the thorns or you can learn to love the rose

this life is but a garden bed, the rain it comes and goes, but you can prick yourself on all the thorns or you can learn to love the rose