I can’t hold on to a single thought. There’s lots of them, they’re swirling, and they’re frightening, but I can’t
It would be a presumptuous yet fair statement, to say that we all have a preconceived notion of what we
Happiness, as everything else in life, is fleeting. It is temporary. This is not scary, or negative. It’s a fact.
What would be the mature option? To accept continuous burden in silence; to live with worry about the future, regret
It is a strange world we live in; where one could decide they would like all things to be equal,
When the seed in your hand has come from an apple; it does not matter how much you wish for
It is okay, to disagree. It is okay to like someone, but have aspects of their life which do not
Diamonds are the hardest substance on Earth. They’re considered the magnum opus of mineral. Their integrity is strong, and their beauty is astonishing. A sight to beyond, and a desire to be. But this; you know.
According to the dictionary, to mother, is to; bring up (a child) with care and affection. “the art of mothering”