In my experience, the best cosmetic for a woman is happiness.
I believe, someday I would be loved like I want to be loved. By the person, I want to be loved by. In a place where there would be love alone. And no room for doubt or fear. Yes, I believe in miracles.
When you don’t reach out often or enough to those you care for, you’re silently announcing they’re not worth the effort or time. No amount of words or display of vulnerabilities thereafter can suffice. You’ve created a crack in something beautiful. If you value them, show it.
Don’t be such people. There’s a time to let in and then no time ever to push away. When we enter, we stay and not make you go away. We fight the demons together, not against each other. A wrong remains a wrong for whatever eventual right reasons you think you’re doing it today.
