
There will always be somebody, somewhere, who appreciates your story.
There will always be somebody, somewhere, who appreciates your story.
Yep. It’s a day.
Not a single tree stands to grow in exactly the same way as the trees next to it. We can learn a lot from trees.
She began to heal when she began to feel.
Respectfully, get utterly fucked.
Sometimes I feel like my mind, well, has a mind of its own. There’s no control, no focus, just a swirling vat of concepts, fear, love, anxiety, stress, excitement, guilt, intention – every feeling and every thought under the sun may as well have set up camp in my little old noggin.
I know I’m not the only one…
Continue reading “Quotes To Calm A Cluttered Mind”They called her strange as though it was an insult.
The road was long but someone had to walk it.
She refused to waste her life suffocating in stagnancy.
Where the rainbow ends is just a matter of perspective.
You are somebody’s pot of gold. Science says so.