They say that snowflakes have souls. Each has its own thoughts and a free will, each is different from others, even if they seem the same at first glance. People are like snowflakes.
Stay a bit mysterious, a friend told me. Don't even try to change so that others would accept you. As the years pass, you realize that other things don't matter as much as what you carry within.
We should do what we love more often. We should also care less about what other people think. These wonderful heads of ours can conjure up quite bizarre thoughts, which often catch us like a spider web, and it's difficult to avoid it.
I'm thinking about scars and the way life marks us and the way we lick our wounds just like animals; at first, we're certain they won't heal, but we forget about them entirely in a couple of years.
I fill my lungs to the brim with fresh summer air, which continues its way into my bloodstream. I really associate myself with summer and so it's difficult for me to let go.
The older we get, the more meaningful become our friends. Maybe, you're going to pick up the phone, call a friend and tell her that you care. Take time, my darlings, because we all get our turn on the rollercoaster of life, but perhaps not necessarily all at o...
Granted, I adore gorgeous fashion accessories, just as I do high heels, lingerie, and knee-length dresses, but there is something much deeper to being a woman, something beyond aesthetics and the culture of living, which are some of my favourite subjects.
Clothes are a way to boost our morale, take time to ourselves, work on ourselves and get to know ourselves better, because, you know, it's not that bad to spend some time alone now and then and work on our image.