“Child, why did no one ever teach you that you cannot turn people into homes? People are rivers, ever changing, ever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them. Still, your home does have a heartbeat. But it isn’t one locked in anyone else’s chest. Just look inside your own.” - Nikita Gill
“A horrible feeling of desolation pinched my heart…
Great and shadowy and strange was the world and I drifted solitary through its vast mysteries. A remote faint question, where I might be, drifted and vanished again in my mind. I found myself standing astonished, my emotions penetrated by something I could not understand…”
– H.G. Wells
Plant Your Own Garden
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of woman, not the grief of a child and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure you really are strong you really do have worth and you learn and you learn with every goodbye, you learn...
- Veronica Shoffstall
What is Beauty
Beauty is a word Attached to opinions Derived from media.
Beauty is Subject to perspectives, Lost in translation By photo editing, Makeup and artistry, Smoke and mirrors.
Beauty should be Felt by the soul, Seen in the dark, Shown by behaviors Heard in words.
Beauty is in everyone. It isn’t seen in a mirror, It isn’t projected through fashion Or selfies. Beauty is our hearts— Yours and mine.