michelle-w:
“the rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart.”
michelle-w:
"see me for the beauty I will become"
michelle-w:
dreaming of warmer days
michelle-w:
looking forward......
michelle-w:
"our truest life is when we are in our dreams awake"
michelle-w:
on the surface I look fragile and insecure; you have to know me very well
michelle-w:
camera shy