Suddenly I remembered that laugh, it told a different story, our story.
The seed of our love will always cube within the wonder of infinite.
Sometimes to self-discover you must self-destruct.
Use love as the only instrument to question the world around you.
The greatest adventure is to have no fear for the blaze that lies ahead.
Sometimes those we love break us to bind us whole within the transition.
But dear, don’t be afraid of love it’s only magic.
Madness and chaos are self-destructing but over thinking is the suicide.
Maybe all that we are is what people expect us to be.
A tamed woman will never leave her mark in the world.
To be human is to be broken and broken is its own kind of beautiful.