Her footprints were no longer in the sand... But in the clouds.

It's pretty when the bathroom light bounces off droplets of water on shower walls, like twinkling stars :)

One thing I hate about society, everything has to have a label

I just wanna leave

Oh Dear

I'm in a bit of a conundrum. Since I'm old enough to move from the family's humble abode I feel freedom is on my fingertips. But then I think. Well I want to move North West. With my family. We've only been planning it for 10 years. But the problem is, I don't know when we're leaving. We could leave this week. Or next month. Maybe next year. So it logically makes no sense to move out. I think I have to stay. Moving to the North West is my biggest dream. And luckily enough my parents want me to stay and move with them.

Through the forest we must go, but at least it's beautiful.

My love is not to be won by presents or a show, 

but grown from truth and understanding.

The South is a catch 22 in itself

It's Called Curiosity

Peace

Fireswift

She burst into thousands of warm droplets.

Warmth, freedom, and joy emanated from her.

She finally broke from those bounds that restricted her for years.

Now she rises up to fly beyond.

Catch me when I fall

Dreaming

With much struggle she finally climbed onto the lowest shelf. Eyes bright with excitement, she skips down the aisle of books then twirls into a sharp turn. Some of her favorite books, she has read a dozen times over towered over her now. Coming up on the next row of books an overwhelming smell of dusty sweetness fills her. Plopping down like a pretzel she  sits against her home, content. The most enchanting and exciting of them all. Adventure, charm, dreams.
"One day I will have this adventure."

The smell of blossoms tickle her nose. Her eyes creak open ever so slowly. And she can't help but giggle.

My Friend

My friend.
My close friend.
The one I tell little secrets to.
Are you alright?
I miss you.
I am concerned.

Your sweet beautiful soul.
Feels damaged, but is so pure.
Why do you torture yourself?
I am here for you.
I know a voice isn't enough.
 I do.
That voice for me is you.
I just want to embrace you.
I feel if I did,
you would suffer no more.

Argh

I'm So Angry! I really really am and I know why. It feels like I can't do a thing about it.

Everything is in a freakin loop, the people that need to change their habits act like they're saints and are incapable of doing wrong.
They're so selfish.
They won't allow us to do anything we want.
"I encourage it, go for it!"
But you can't I won't let you

I want to scream and cry with rage

Be smart
Be strong
Be free

In response from my dear friend

Be beautiful
Be brave
Be balanced

Close

A Story

A person has a story and it's not always elaborately decorated in love, heartbreak, and adventure. So many people out there have a story like yours. Maybe not identical, but it has struggles.  There are people with lives full of events that they could have prevented, that they let shape how they feel, and how the world sees them, but they just didn't feel like it, lazy, to be blunt. Be fearless, and strong for yourself and those around. Because there is  always someone who looks to you for help, sometimes without you realizing.

Every second, is writing history, your story, weather it be sitting on your bed reading, whisking eggs, our just standing outside looking around. That story is locked up there, and you're the only one with the key. Even if someone is alongside you the whole way, they can't tell your story because they don't know what's going through your head. And vice versa. Everyone has a story.

Life has been fair to me these past few days. I've had miscellaneous chores to keep me busy and the whether has been beautiful. But it is most definitely spring, I can feel it, the call :D and I have to keep myself from getting any ideas. ;)