We can’t help who we love. But we can help who we are. We can decide to become ourselves.
“Keep your head up, keep your love…”
it’s always little things that to the surface brings the comfort and the pain, the fear inside the smile.
We lose along the way the things we leave behind, along the precipice of things we should not climb.
And I’m the first in line.
...The mountain that you climb, just to take a fall—
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map