I have great people around me with different stories to tell.

Each story had a face to show yet to me that didn’t matter. For each time I gazed at their faces, I couldn’t help but conclude they never looked the way their stories went.

A man cracking the most hilarious of jokes at the center of the party didn’t always mean he couldn’t be suffering from abuse, did it? Or a woman always walking tall with her chin up and her heels clacking didn’t always mean she had golden stars to her name, did it?

A face would always try to make everything seem to be from a hearty tale.

That – and more – are what I would be sharing with you guys on this new tab. (check it out. up there.)

So just read every single story of real people I have around me. And feel what they feel.


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