LIfe's adventures-the ups and downs are like a roller-coaster. There's the pretty, the bad and the ugly moments in life. There are so many quotes about being yourself, love/romance, life lessons all over social media and Google Images which I love. Life is unpredictable, scary and amazing every day. There are the best and the worst times every day, week, month, season, year. It's crazy, overwhelming and bizarre. But if you take a step back, a deep breath it's okay. As I said before it's like being on a roller-coaster, they're scary, fun and awesome. I'm personally a bit scared of roller-coasters but I commend the people in life who are brave, courageous to get on and start the breath-taking journey. It's Now or Never. Live your life the way you want to!
her wish upon a shooting star, her secret thought as she blew out the candles, her prayers in the bleak nights were all for him, he saw that same shooting star and shut his eyes tight, he wished harder than ever before for you see unlike her, he had already fallen in love alongside someone, he had already felt the touch one desires, he had already done what she wishes for and that is why on that shooting star he wished for it to end
its not just the people who can make you laugh or smile, its the, people who can let you cry. If a person can break down your walls enough for your emotions to come out, your true emotions then you know that person makes you feel comfortable, loved and valued, if you cant cry on there shoulder, and you cant let your emotions out honestly then they aren't family
two seeds, one in the sand the other in the sea. One a boy the other a girl. one is drowned the other is burnt yet they still grow. one is forced to grow to survive and fend for himself whilst the other grows because her mind no longer fits her being, they are finally tall enough to see each other and for her its the first time shes ever been seen, he sees his reflection but its distorted he thinks its pretty, she sees her reflection but its distorted, she thinks its fascinating. the familiarity is welcoming yet somehow sad for no one should go through water or fire, there stories unfold and they start to flower, his petals blue and hers are red yet together they become purple
yes i miss you and the worst thing is id pick you over everything and everyone because you dont love me, you dont hate me you dont have an opinion, youre just an object but it is not the object that i miss, its the entrance you give me to another place, a place where there is no one but me yet i am not alone. its a place where everything is forgotten but the pain which i have grown to bare and the waterfall it brings. i miss you