These past couple of weeks, my eyes have been opened brighter than ever. I’ve been starting my mornings with a gratitude journal, and not looking at my phone for at least an hour. It’s taken so much discipline, but the payoffs have been incredible. My eyes are truly open, and I’m seeing what matters most. Not anyone’s Instagram feed or what they choose to put out in the world. I see the little things. What I’m grateful for. And that’s all of you. It’s being able to wake up every day and do what I absolutely love to do. And that’s because of you. THANK YOU. I encourage all of you to try starting your day with what you’re grateful for. Not work emails or checking to see how many likes your picture got. There’s so much more to life than that. When you start to list off what you’re grateful for, you’ll notice how many blessings you have. How beautiful life is. Try it

Choice...
is the most powerful tool we have.  
Everything boils down to choice.  
We exist in a field of infinite possibilities.  
Every choice we make shuts an infinite
number of doors and opens an infinite
number of doors.  At any point, we can
change the direction of our lives by a
simple choice.  It is all in our hands,
our hearts, and our minds.

Try not to become a person of success
    but rather a person of value.....

Try not to want more
    but to be grateful for what you have....

Try not to judge those that you see
    but to think of what they would see

Be kind, be humble, give a smile now and then
    you may just make someone's day..

Be the reason
  someone smiles today

Or the reason
  someone drinks.....

whatever works....

That moment before you kiss, your eyes meet, there is a pause, as you both inhale to savor the sweet essence of each other. As you both close your eyes, you feel the warmth as your lips touch. Slowly and more eagerly the kiss becomes. Deeper and deeper, and as you pull away, your eyes meet again, to pause once more and inhale each other again....

Even though we have never met, I fell in love with who you are. The reason I want you has nothing to do with your looks. It never did. You showed me I was worth loving when I couldn't love myself. You constantly give knowing it may not be returned. You're the kind of woman I want to spend my time with. I so wish the stars would align...

A spark can easily turn into a flame when it is fueled. That's how love is. It starts as a spark... a connection... it's easy to see. But in order for it to keep burning, you have to give it time and attention. We have an undeniable connection. It's what we do with it that will make or break us.

The perfect kiss....

So deep it takes your breath away

and you feel no need for air

the ecstasy of a kiss

is your oxygen,

as your heart beats faster

your lips are blissfully synchronized,

a burst of pleasure that only a kiss can give

Apparently, everyone is busy
  with their lives, and their problems;

So if someone is making an effort
  to make you smile...

....Appreciate it....

Self-love is very important. No one will ever be able to love you as you can. I'm not saying you have to be overly confident and conceited, but there's not a thing wrong about loving who you are.

Growing up, and even now, I've always been told I had to act and look a certain way. One day I was just thinking to myself, "hey, this may make everyone else happy, but what about my own happiness?" I didn't like how society wanted me to be, so I slowly began to go through a journey of self-discovery and eventually I slowly began to love myself. With a help of few of my friends and family, of course. You do n o t have to go through that alone.

Remember, find someone who will always here for any of you if you need to talk

I usually become a ghost
   to those who no longer deserve my time

I've never seen the point
  in explaining my absence
to someone who failed
  to appreciate my presence

You don't owe any explanations
  to those who hurt you....

Stay with those,
   who saw your sky grow dark
       and didn't walk away.....

Kindness is in the heart,
     and it's free to give....

I stood there silently, under the cold embrace of that rain,
and watched myself drown,
as all of that sadness soaked itself onto me,
It did not wash away my sorrows,
nor did it comfort me,
it just gave in to me, like a falling leaf gives in to the ground,
filling my chest with all the sorrows, of both tomorrow and yesterday,
it broke something in me, something i once cherished,
and without that torn self, i often ask myself, i wonder,
what's worse ??
To lose one's own self? or to lose one's own reason to live ....

"too busy" is a myth.  
    People make time
       for the things that
          are really important to them.

I hope one day you give your heart to someone and they will hold it tight as if it's their own. I hope one day you wake up and have something or someone to live for. I hope one day you can go to bed smiling without a worry in the world. I hope one day the battle is over and you've won. I hope one day you meet someone who makes you realize how beautiful you truly are.

I am still learning how to go back
and reread my own chapters,
without feeling like I want to set
all of my pages on fire

We are all broken in some way.
   But it’s all the shattered pieces
   that give us depth. Like stained glass,
it’s how the pieces and colors
   fit together that truly makes us
                 beautiful.

When your heart is ready....
     Your Wings will carry you......

We cannot love a person with an all accepting, transcending and encompassing love without being hurt somewhat, without being disappointed, without being failed by our expectations. We cannot love without being broken, yet we cannot continue in love without being stronger than our brokenness.

Trust is earned,
respect is given,
and loyalty is demonstrated.  
     Betrayal of any one of those
           is to lose all three.

I will write a poem in your soul
With the pieces of your eternal tenderness.
I will draw every letter with your lust
Letters to the contact of your skin.
I will gather the words with your passion
Even get to rhyme your beauty
And reach the ecstasy of your love..

Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, or worn.  It is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.

It's not about being better than someone else, it's about being better than you were yesterday.

"A friend who understands
your tears is much more valuable than a
lot of friends who only know your smile."

"Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person. The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with."

"Even the nicest people have their limits. Don't try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest people when they've had enough”

"It is never too late to be
what you might have been."

"Well, I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars
if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies."

If we wait until
we are ready, we will
be waiting the
rest of our lives

“I choose to love you in silence…
For in silence I find no rejection,
I choose to love you in loneliness…
For in loneliness no one owns you but me,
I choose to adore you from a distance…
For distance will shield me from pain,
I choose to kiss you in the wind…
For the wind is gentler than my lips,
I choose to hold you in my dreams…
For in my dreams, you have no end.”

‘
A heart filled with love,
Is like a phoenix that
No cage can inprison’

“One smile can start a friendship. One word can end a fight. One look can save a relationship. One person can change your life.”

"Many people have come and left, and it has been always good because they emptied some space for better people. It is a strange experience, that those who have left me have always left places for a better quality of people."

The hard part is that I lost myself. In the midst of life happening all around me, I lost the ability to be okay, I lost the ability to trust. I lost the ability to love myself, and when that happens, you lose everything. And when the one person in the entire world who loves you unconditionally is gone, then you start wondering who will love you? And then when you start wondering, you get scared that you have to even ask that question. But since you have already asked yourself that, you can’t ignore it. Who will love you now? Who could possibly love everything about you, now that the only person in the world who could, is gone? Hell, you don’t even love yourself. Why would someone else? And then when you realize that, the relationship you’re in seems pointless. Because you start believing that they won’t ever be able to withstand your problems and craziness. And then that snowballs to even more insecurities and fear, and you feel trapped in this broken body that can’t ever be healed. And then you feel lost, torn, broken, unfixable, damaged, and like nothing in the entire world could ever possibly be okay again. Because you know from the past, that even when everything seems okay, another devastating blow comes around again and knocks you back down. So you feel even smaller, even weaker. By that point you’re at the bottom, you’re looking up in tears, ready to scream for help. But you’re not sure who’s going to be there, and if the person who does show up, is going to be the person you need, the person who’s going to pick you up and help you heal. And then you realize again, that you lost yourself. That in the midst of life happening all around you, you lost the ability to be okay.

words are simply weak confessions
  sentences strung together cannot give adequate expression
vivid pictures still fail to give accurate impressions
  of just how deep we feel our endless depression

Be me
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And night and day.
Let me be the life of Java, let it be a dream.
Everything I do, be you.
And tears and laughter.
Be my virtue, be my sin.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And happiness and sadness.
Be my sky, be my sun and rainbow.
Everything I do, be you.
And desire and passion.
Be my look, be my voice.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And courage and fear.
Be the heartbeat of my heart, be my breath.
Everything I do, be you.
And fire and ice.
Be my wormwood, be my honey too.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And joy and pain.
Be what you keep, what you love.
Everything I do, be you.
And strength and will.
Be more beautiful to me than anyone else.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And hell and heaven.
Be my beginning, be my end too.

Friends bring out
beautiful things
in each other....
that on one else
looks hard enough
to find....

One hand of help,
One word of sympathy,
One act of humanity,
One smile of charity,
and one sweet hello....
can change someone's
mood and life...

Just love me that I need to feel the heat of your kisses and caresses that already a long time ago
Love me in this distance so far that did not reach the sky with the hands that the clouds do not turn off my light
Yes. The feeling of the air that caresses me every part of my only love without missing anything to anyone and the cold fills my cravings, that the clouds do not cover the air that breathed when I caress love me that I am full of love, I need your delivery that The heart distinguish with the caress of your hands Angel, my being, like the volcano that grows inside me I love you in poetry and deliver me in letters written with the soul, love me in this distance so much love to give and the whisper of the wind hear my Regrets for lack of love is drying the sea panting this my being so sublime in me is love me no. Say more than in my ranting touching the sky I'm desecrating the horizon with the cry of my feeling love me so I'm just a simple mortal, who loves without measure and bristle your skin in these letters feel so throbbing and vibrate my trembling legs is to be touched, by your anxious hands I cried in a whimpering scream and feel my wet run between your lips, just love me

I want to feed my soul in this darkness of the night where there are only words of love for the wind that brings whenever my laments of the stars and the moon are the words that come from the Heart when screaming in these walls your name is my skin it bristles up to the lower part of my body in my bed thinking of you. I am giving free rein between my legs every time you miss me how are you from your body I feel it inside my moans that come out of you I want to satisfy this that I carry in my soul today I need to feel so panting and I need to deliver my juicy fluids of sublime love Today I want to shine like the stars in the dark night sky where we return our senses enveloped in the flames of love as ashes emerge in this sea of ​​fiery lavas between kisses and caresses in the light of the full moon where it tends its radiance under the bodies ****** giving intensity in the forbidden caresses between her lips to feel her body so Blime is drawing the scam tours of my body that awaken the deepest of your skin among them my scent that is born from within as burning embers leaves me wrapped in your body leaving traces of our meeting in this place where you are

None of us are getting out of this world alive,
  so please, stop treating yourself as an afterthought.
Eat delicious food.  Walk in the sunshine.
  Jump in the ocean.  Say the truth that you're carrying
  in your heart like a hidden treasure.
Be silly.  Be kind.  Be weird.
  There's no time for anything else.

I can't promise
  to fix all your problems,
But I can promise,
  You won't have to face them alone

Confuse them with your silence
     shock them with your actions.....

Slipping away
Into the Night,
Was I wrong
or was I right?
Should I have stayed,
or should I fight?
Said the Sun
to the dark moonlight.

Happiness is not about
  getting all you want,
It's about enjoying
  all that you have

Listen to your OWN voice
  to your OWN soul
too many people listen
  to the noise of the world
instead of themselves

Change the Changeable,
    Accept the unchangeable,
         and remove yourself
              from the Unacceptable

I miss you keeper feel your throbbing body suffocated between my skin, burning evil evil desire that burns me the strange....
I miss you feeling your tongue avid by poking my senses waking up...
Leona asleep thirsty and habrienta of living flesh.. throbbing between my trembling legs, your keeper that you speak with the look of far. Feel my wet between your lips.. tasting the delight of me
Body and my hips dance with the dance of love... succumb to twist when feeling your wet tongue warm put my hot fluids emerge between your lips,, while you play and take with your hands my ******* *****.. Bite the time exictada, I let you feel the sway of my place in your body,, they move increasingly intense,, the groans throwing a cry to heaven,, under the power of your ******* you hold me and help granted with your hands...
You move me and hold my hips, dancing in and pulling your ***** member you make me extremecer every time you make love...... under your skin, you make mine oh pleasant oseadia that you make me scream. Skin, Emerald Green eyes emerald.. come make me yours in the way my skin screams succumb in lamentations moan invades my desire like an eruption volcano,, where the lava runs into ashes... profane,, feelings Harass my body, drowning my skin, feeling your burning mouth playing with my skin,,, tasting every space of me I miss you keeper.... today on my nights in the darkness where I suffocated my breathing with your body agitated.. Tomás and bite me. Skin.. you climb me and you take me from the hips that new... feeling your ***** phallus delicious, where I run to feel such sweetness between my caves, feeling to enjoy in fullness, bite me and **** extremecer increasingly intense, Heartbeat of my oh love I belong to you in all mercy I ask for not finishing this glory we are equal in the same wicked evil thought feeling burning the skin, in this room where you only hear the groans and screams when you are penetrated if the walls talk so For being perpetuated profane in my mind submerged among the groans whispers of hell that embraces me without mercy looking for your skin that I drowned with infinite pleasure

Me! If your wicked little girl who eats every inch of your body in these dark nights the one who is a demon in your burning wishes, quenching your thoughts on the nights of madness, that I am the evil who enjoys your living flesh throbbing between my lips succumb to The high hell calsinandose among the lowest passions... in my hells.

Me your little girl. Profane your body with the delight of my cravings itself,...
Turning it into a sublime, ecstasy between beehives of the hells that consumes, every space,
From your virile member ami craving
Devouring your skin in my cavída putting and pulling every moan, of our feeling.... between the walls screaming and moaning in this osdcurida of the wicked nights, I your little girl who brings the taste between the lips of your sweaty.. permeating In the skin, your scent of man.. that makes me travel between hell and glory I your little girl.. the one who plays with your body. Me your sadistic little girl and the one who devours your *** and the one who enjoyed in my cravings infinite madness, only I revealed your prostituciónes, and I discover your nakedness with my lips.. and I don't get rid of you because you know I'm Perverse