He offered her the world, she said she had her own.
Isn’t it weird? We ignore who worships us, we worship who ignore us, we love who hurts us and we hurt who loves us.
Do you know the reason? Probably, it depends on our nature or maybe our experience of life.
A twisted reaction but partially coherent.
The value of a diamond makes it not really accessible, and the wish to own it is often proportional to its accessibility.
Diamond is the woman that runs and you cannot catch her.
To you, Diamond, choose your best. You must be your primary choice.
You belong to you.
Be jealous of what you have the right to call it yours.
Love yourself, you are enough.
“You are yours”
HEAD – FLORAL CITRUS
Iris, Rose, Violet, Bergamot
HEART – WOODY SPICY
Patchouly, Pink Pepper, Incense, Myrrh, Cedrino Wood
BOTTOM – MUSKY CHYPRE
White Musk, Gray Amber, Vanilla Berries