Dear Stranger, In your sonder, i hope you see me for the dying spark that i little am, not for the falling beast that i grew up to be. Sincerely yours.

Words Words are only as pretty as they can be, until the skin is blown away and the true ugliness of it all unveils. And you can't cry; you can't even point fingers because deep down, deep down, in the hidden corner of your seemingly blank emty mind, everything is so vivid, like charcoal on white paper. But then you pull a blanket over the stain and cover your eyes, swearing not to peak.. ..It's only your own damn fault to not run away before the waves hit shore and destroy that sandcastle of a heart of yours.

Cyberbully Bitter tears you cried, For your heart, slashed by knives, Of words.

The Matter Of Beauty & Love You don't have to be beautiful to feel beautiful. Be who you are; love will make up the rest.

This Obvious Truth I'm surprised to know there are people who can make themselves believe anything anybody says, no matter how ridiculus lies they appear to be. Despite that, somehow this truth is always a definite deception to them.. ..it's how wonderful they are. Are you one of Them?..