Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs.
(she/her)
“To me it’s the desperation, the frustration that I know nothing of him. It’s a terrible anguish. I don’t sleep.”
“To me it’s the desperation, the frustration that I know nothing of him. It’s a terrible anguish. I don’t sleep.”
What. A. Guy.
(Spoiler alert: he’s lying)
What. A. Guy.
(Spoiler alert: he’s lying)
Lots of information and resources in this one.
open.substack.com/pub/sherrily...
Lots of information and resources in this one.
open.substack.com/pub/sherrily...