on so many things
So many things.
Like, how people can be misunderstood.
like, realizing that you really do NOT know everything. not only realizing it, rather feeling it, knowing it with all your senses.
When the street is empty even though it's not 6AM, and it's not 3 AM, either. Sun, and serenity ant the same time.
Precious moments. Really.
When you realize that you're not ugly. You're even beautiful, and you appreciate how beautiful you are. You satisfy yourself. You did everything to be here, and now you're getting Here.
Pretty comes from here.
From now.
I love god, I really do. I rediscover him every day.
Never politicize god. Because god is bigger than getting into these endless wounds.
God is hope. :)
1 comment:
beautiful is dangerous because it's intoxicating.
after a series of bad hair days that turn into bad face days that turn into 'i've completely let myself go'-- you start forgetting who you are
because you don't even realize you've defined yourself as beautiful--but it gets to a point where it's just that
i doubt it'd happen to you but still, be careful
love you lala
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