Confession time. I experience every emotion though my eyes. They don’t change from the exterior. There’s no stare or gaze. Most of the time they’re actually watery but I hold the tears back. They’re my secret weapon.
Confession time. I experience every emotion though my eyes. They don’t change from the exterior. There’s no stare or gaze. Most of the time they’re actually watery but I hold the tears back. They’re my secret weapon.
