smells like stardust.

Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.

You are not weak just because your heart feels so heavy.

Whenever your heart starts to be anxious about the future, preach to your heart and say, ‘Heart, who do you think you are to be afraid of the future and nullify the promise of God? No, heart, I will not exalt myself with anxiety. I will humble myself in peace and joy as I trust this precious and great promise of God—He cares for me.’

I want him to go FLOOF!

Where did you get those big eyes? My mother. And where did you get those lips? My mother. And the loneliness? My mother. And that broken heart? My mother. And the absence, where did you get that? My father.

If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself.