My life is a painting, it's canvas keeps getting bigger and bigger. Right now I'm a 20-something happily married writer, nurturer, emotional wreck... and very satisfied in my life. I have inner peace and tranquility because I accept and understand (sometimes). The more I do this, the better it makes me.
Falling through pages of Martens on angels Feeling my heart pull west I saw the future dressed as a stranger love in a space-dye vest
Love is an act of blood and I'm bleeding a pool in the shape of a heart Beauty projection in the reflection Always the worst way to start