“Do you consider me beautiful?” I ask him this question every day, and each time, my voice carries the freshness of a first inquiry. This isn’t pretense; the authenticity of his response seems to escape my memory, prompting me to… — Nicole Tsopo Copy Share
“Do you consider me beautiful?” I ask him this question every day, and each time, my voice carries the freshness of a first inquiry. This isn’t pretense; the authenticity of his response seems to escape my memory, prompting me to seek affirmation anew. His deep exhale fills the brief silence before he responds. “You realize that you are going to… — Nicole Tsopo Copy Share
“But honestly, what’s the point of cleverness if it keeps you stuck in one place? At least I’m daring enough to dream big, even… — Nicole Tsopo Copy Share Image
