From rags to riches
For better for worst
You could've done better
but you made it work

You are the rain
that waters
a blooming flower

You are the sun
that shines brightly
after a dark, dark night

You are the moon
that gives me light
when the sun has already set

Yes, you are
my rain
my sun
my moon...

my everything
in this surprising world!

Life is about experience, period.
To be anchored down or lifted up by the cards dealt to us,
Is merely a *choice.

my eyes are exhausted from seeing things
i need not want to have a glimpse

from looking at people
i need never want to love at all

from catching melancholic eyes
i need in no way want to sympathize


my eyes are exhausted
from observing faces of reality

the crooked
unsubtle kind of hypocrisy


―a.t.