A cage, that was gold spun metal in the form of searing hot bars formed a gilded entrapment around the bird and its wings and in addition to the searing pain when ever it touched the bars, every time the anxious head tried to pop free it was stopped by barbs and neddles and thisles protruding everywhere. It didn't want to escape, it just wanted freedom. The ability to spread its wings and fly, the rush of the wind under soaring wings amd ruffled feathers,  the feeling of togetherness that gave, that's was it wanted, freedon.

Freedom is trust.
Trust that you won't ***** up.
Trust shows that you believe in someone.
That you trust them to do the right thing
And clean up their own messes
And not let fear control everyone elses life.
Trust is freedom.
It's the freedom to believe that what I can do is greater then what others think.
Its the freedom to hope that my life can be better.
It is the freedom to believe in hope.
Freedom is hope.

Defy all you want to be
Defy what is seen
Defy your dreams and hopes and reach the stars
Pass the clouds and soar among the night sky
Defy to fly
Defy to be passed by
Defy to live in the world you want
Defy what is you
And then defy who you should be
Its the only way to become what you want to be.

Will you love me when I have snot dripping from my nose and when I'm sneezing my head off?
Will you still love me when my bones creak with old age and my skin withers away to nothing but wrinkles?
Would you still love me if I started sceaming like a mad women and never stopped?
Will you still love me when you see what I am instead of who you think I am?
Will you love me through everything life can throw at us and all the madness underneath?
Will you love me forever and never let go?
Will you?

Each book is Alice's rabbit hole
A long hole to another place
A place with hope, wonder, imagination, belief
Every new story gives me that
So why should I ever stop reading?

People kissing
Two hands intertwaining
A tender finger tracing patterns on skin
Two pairs of eyes meeting for the first time
Talking about nothing that is everything
Clinging to one another as if separating would **** them both
Being hugged tight enough to be molded into that person
Promising to never let go of the infinity they created in those moments

Family is bigger than what's in our blood.
Its the people we feel at home with.
It's the people who you hide nothing from,
aside from maybe a few white lies about haircuts or clothes.
It's the different world you enter when you're with them.
They're the safe haven of your life
It's the place where you only have to be you
And they don't expect you to be anyone else
And they always will because they're your
                                                        Fami­ly