My mother taught me that there is wisdom in silence. When you're able to count to ten or sometimes a hundred, until it goes away or the anger subsides and the vengeful feeling somehow leaves you.
There is a personal message hidden in everything you're facing in your life; it's the right answer and it's meant only for you. The question is: Are we able to recogniseit? My answer seems to be No butI hope you have better luck.
I keep asking myself, whether we're aware of our own power or the courage buried deep inside of us, and the inclination to sacrifice, which keeps weighting us down our entire lives. I don't think we are.
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.
My world is safe. So safe I have an extra set of keyes just in case, and more locks, because you never know. Even though there are several doors, I think you can only enter through the front. It's up to you, if you find it or not, because I usually don't give ...
My darling ladies, we each have a mountain of our own, so my wish for 2018 is that mine becomes manageable and yours remains nothing but a memory.
When you're twenty, you hang out with your girlfriends every day, so perhaps you don't appreciate these hours of freedom and laughter as much, because you take everything for granted. Now, I know exactly how precious these moments are and how time passes by ev...
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.