The Prequel ♡

I loved to write a diary as a child.

To pour my thoughts and feelings into peace on paper, in a mysterious and magical little book that held all of my secrets.

There was no holding back in this space. Just me and my unfiltered expression.

Exploring new worlds, new pains, new pleasures - embracing it all.

I would lock away my secret world, in a secret box. The key for the box stored in the fold of fabric of a tiny red velvet cushion, which I would keep in a seperate place to the box - in the cabinet drawers next to my bed. Safe and protected from unwanted eyes. Or so I thought