How do you measure your life?
In time? In your experiences?

I think most people, deep down at least, measure in love.

How much love were you capable of giving? How much love were you willing to receive?

How many moments did you allow to move you to tears?

How many silences did you embrace? Try to break down and understand- to hear the inaudible?

What is life to you? What makes you feel most alive?

Most animalistic at your core.

Do you set any time away for yourself? Do you feel your body? Do you feel your urges and embrace them?

What is it that you're looking for?

What would success mean to you?

Does your answer to that questions oppose or align with your morals.

What do you think of your body, and yet how do you view others?

Do you actually believe any of this charade?

Do you know that you're beautiful?

Do you know in all your infinity that you made it here, as perfect as you are. Have you any idea how much I love you?

Would you believe me if I told you?