The ink of a pen is simply the blood of a heart
Purity is defined by the clearness of the stars
Beauty Lies Within The unknown
Our bodies were printed as blank pages to be filled with the ink of our hearts
Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: There is no beginning, no end. Just the beauty within the reflected infinity
Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: There is no beginning... no end.Just the beauty within the reflected infinity
The fear of love can be replaced by the love of fear
Life is beautiful. Death is astonishing.And love is the just breaths taken in between
I'm merely dying to be remembered for simply writing about my living memories
They say time heals all, But time is our only enemy; breathe deep and find strength to smile tonight, for the morning may never come