I love the different feelings of each time of day

Refreshing, lively sunrise
Vast, active midday
Beautiful, peaceful sunset
Crisp, enticing midnight

❇             Trust is like glass.          ❇
❇Once shattered it can never be❇
❇               fully repaired.              ❇
❇        Unless you replace it         ❇

She had the face of a doll
She had the body of a dancer
She had sunkissed skin and deep brown eyes as though she saw through layers of rich chocolate

She was as delicate as fine China
She was as kind as a sweet old lady
She was very young though, too young to be as beautiful as she was

The prettiest flowers are always picked first
By picked we don't understand that this means ripping the flower away from the earth and taking its life away too

And even at such a young age she was definately picked
She was bullied
She was abused
And with each insult and each rumour a wall was slowly built
Brick by brick
Her kindness quickly faded away
For how else was she supposed to protect herself



And they wonder why the prettiest are the meanest.

You're in a crowded room
But no one notices you're there
You are surrounded by friends
But most of them dont care
You know a lot of people
But meaningful talks are rare

Its like being invisible
Its like being ignored by everyone all at once
Like screaming but nothing seems to come out

But its okay
Because we all have to realize that only very few people will be there for us till the end and as long as you've got them you'll be okay ❤

How can you care about me when you don't even care
about yourself?

You learn a lot from what people write

You learn about them
You learn about the world
And even yourself