You have to learn to be flexible because this world intends to break you.
Broken crayons still color, so this lost purpose can still be found.
I make everyone safe around me but I’m in the middle of the fire and no one tries to extinguish the pain.
When you hit rock bottom you don’t need to stay strong, you can stay down. Take a break and learn to be gentle with yourself.
He wants to wash away all my colors, paint his fantasy, but I won’t let him change me and take my paint brush from me.
Maybe dreams aren’t meant to be achieved, but protected and held onto. Maybe my dream can still be beautiful.
Maybe dreams aren’t meant to be achieved, but protected and held onto. Maybe my dream can still be beautiful.
Society told me I could only find love in a fenced in relationship, but I found it with coffee, cake, books, storytelling and traveling. It illustrated that feeling, because there was no script.
I wanted to touch my dreams, but they felt like a star, beautiful to gaze at yet so far away. Like a candy jar that I can’t pull out any of the pieces. Like a book with blank pages and no title. My depression has me on strings, I can never move forward, it’s like […]
To me, love isn’t the most important thing in this world. The most important thing to me is to go after what I dream of.