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Fiona Diaries

‘HEARTBEATS AND WILD THINGS’

  • I won’t write for you anymore

    I won’t write for you anymore

    My love, You broke me… And now all I have left is my love letters to you. Yet, nowhere to send ’em to. [….click to read the full post]

  • I am Everything

    I am sweet and sour, I am wild and serene. I am the wings of the birds, I am the roots of the trees. I am the carnations and the petunias adorning your garden, I am the wild flowers in the forest growing near a hot spring. I am the thorns of the roses, I…