no two seashells are the same; but then, to be invariable would b… to be unique is a gift you see to be you is the best way to be some are captivating and beautiful…
nervous energy spreads like an infection. cursing through every cell, pore, muscle, in every direction. i know this is not normal. my body is frozen in time. that was then and this is n...
as i take a deep breath, i pray i never forget the way you… for i love how it puts me in a spe… sometimes i’m awestruck we share t… you wipe my tears whenever my eyes…
an assortment of seeds delicately planted in the virgin g… sowed, tilled and watered by God’s… surrounded by wise oak trees that shelter the harsh rain
the sun sets, like a raging fire dying down soon nowhere to be found the ocean tide rising ready to drown
your eyes; your childish round eyes able to hear the sound of my distant silent cries with a quivering heart
your body is your vessel, your ship. it’s mine. we love our body. it’s not always perfect but it is beautiful. from your stretch marks to the large scars. they’re beautiful. i know you ...
the stillness of the ocean the quiet hum of the breeze as sunlight hits the trees to feel deeply is a curse but to feel nothing?
grief, i’ve learned, is really just love. it’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. all of the unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and the h...
the clean ocean breeze fills me with ease like a sweet symphony almost playing religiously the trees in sync
acknowledging each emotion and tho… this, this is what i’ve been wanti… the subtle art of not giving a fuc… i’ve always known that my emotions… all it takes is a view of somethin…
for a little while life doesn’t feel like a trial as i breathe in the fresh air soak in the sun’s glare feeling more aware
the way my heart squeezes and ache… I feel like my heart could break then I catch a glimpse of my aide the gape of a scrape as long as my heart feels less ach…
as strange as it is a part of me never wants to forget i never want to forget how the bla… how the white appears and then flo… i never want to forget the relief…
in the depths of the sea i can finally feel some clarity i don’t have to worry about my ide… for the ocean is not my enemy just momentarily,
