#cantbuypeace

There is a substance in this world that presents the ability to do many things. it is here to help us, but it can harm us.

It holds the power to bring us hurt and pain, and also to comfort and joy. It may make us feel abandoned in solace or deeply saddened, at times, this may be simultaneous. We allow it to change how we view ourselves. It is on the highest pedestal, and therefore makes you afraid to lose it. It can lift us up, and break us down. It provides confidence, and can make us feel without worth or value when we don’t have it. This make us angry, or sad, but this is still capable of changing the world.

It may bring you hope, to help you, but can potentially hurt you. It can provide a feeling of  safety, however it can cause insecurity. Makes us smile, but also brings us to tears. It holds the ability to bring people together... Or to tear them apart. It is capable of beauty, and can cause destruction. 

We all need it, whether we’ll admit it or not, and most feel they don’t now or won’t ever have enough. It can break people, by tearing them down, or help someone, to change their life for the better. It can provoke good people to do bad things, and yet, may help the “bad” people start anew and seek redemption, because It gives us hope for a better tomorrow.

Please ask yourself 

if it is LOVE

or 

if it is Money

... And if you could only obtain one... Which is honestly worth more to you? What will your choice be?

♤ :  Cooking headcanon

 Anatomies ridden with a meshed warmth,  the rustling of bedsheets caused a flitting  of combined eyelids, causing them to squeeze  and reluctantly come to open. Sun meeting with  bark depths that seemed so endless, becoming  dilate with sensitivity, One arm came to rise, settling  over his visage to subdue the Impending light that  threatened his vision. A distended, marred timbre  laced by the salivating chords of a madman entrap  by umbrage.