Diamonds are hewn from the living rock, under enormous pressure, miles underground, with no light nor air. Beautiful things can arise from the worst of conditions. It is the story of the ugly duckling, on a grand scale.
I am Eden.
I am 23.
I am
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Read my blog and tell me?
I mainly write to my friend Taylor, and i am sad everyday because she isn't here.
I probably think way to much, or way too little, either way you will find out..
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Diamonds are hewn from the living rock, under enormous pressure, miles underground, with no light nor air.
Beautiful things can arise from the worst of conditions.
It is the story of the ugly duckling, on a grand scale.
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