Its Not You. Its Me.

Unfortunately you could sacrifice pieces of your flesh and still be considered selfish for wanting to keep your bones.

I asked the winds to tell you that I love you. So, hopefully that’s been handled! So, if you enjoy the cool breeze going across your face, it’s just me saying I love you, I love you. 🍃🧚🏻‍♀️

A morning of a hunter 🐈 (he tryna hunt me).

Wow I’m such a yearner, such a lover girl ❤️

Does he bring you flowers, princess? 💐

You said the word "shame" at least three times. Are you aware of that? Shame is the deepest of emotions. It's the most respectful, the most human. If a person knows they've done something wrong and can feel ashamed... you can trust that person, they said. Because that means they carry human qualities, no one is perfect, no one is complete. We make mistakes, the important thing is to realize these mistakes, to feel sorrow for them and to strive to correct the mistakes we've made. Courts, they're not only exist in courthouses, also exist inside all of us, there is a heavy criminal court judging in your heart. People who know shame the courts within them give very heavy sentences to the person, every crime has a punishment, but you have sentenced yourself to the heaviest punishment; that is death, you've secretly intended to kill yourself.

Day dreaming about you.

I’m crying to read this part; I desire you violently and I wait stupidly and someday if I ever leave; that’s my final act of loving. I’m give up.

I don’t have forever so I’ll celebrate you today and always, happy mother’s day to my mommy! ❤️

Kahlil Gibran