I'm earth. I choose to become earth l, to embrace each season, each love, each friendship in it's lifetime. To realize each season when it goes without questioning why or when it would happen again. On nights when I look up, the sky is full of million stars, clouds and all . I rejoice to be part of that heavenly orbit. On days when it rains, I open up to the softness and touch of rain and drink to my fill. When the sun comes out, I welcome the warmth and the heat . I have found the joys of being mellow in spite of the scars . I have been earth since that hectic day..
Hating me won't make you pretty...
Her love is not the loud hammer that shatters rocks, but the gentle drop of water that melts the stone.
Christmas is coming, should I hang decorations or myself 🙂
If I was not gay.... You could so be mine