till our only mission in life bespeaks to fight against what we speak.
the morning frost nips at my bones during my isolated walk.
the sun watches fondly as the waves are torn once more from the longing grasp of the shore.
the human existence is inexplicable.
not all that glitters is gold.
they kick you down and throw you aroundbut you know you are enough,and, soon, one day, you’ll be at the top,and they’ll be looking up at you. ALWAYS remember that you are enough. ALWAYS know that someone out there cares for you. ALWAYS believe in yourself, no matter what.
“She stood apart from moral interest, yet close beside them, like a ghost that revisits the familiar fireside, and can no longer make itself seen or felt; no more smile with the household joy, not mourn with the kindred sorrow; or, should it succeed in manifesting its forbidden sympathy, awakening only terror and horrible repugnance.”Continue reading “Alone, yet Together: Fighting the Fight”