Gia Love - And Oxuanna Envy
Oxuanna lowered the can. She sat on the cold ground and cried—not for what Gia had, but for what she herself had become. Someone who would rather destroy beauty than learn to create it.
Gia Love, who painted hope. Oxuanna, who learned to see it. gia love and oxuanna envy
“I care,” Gia said. “I just didn’t know.” Oxuanna lowered the can