That phrase… “Bottling up your emotions” people say I do that a lot. I keep everything to myself and that it’s not healthy. One’s “bottle” can only contain so much emotion. So what do you do after it fills up? Well in my opinion your “bottle” is as big as your heart. Which means I have the biggest bottle of them all….
(via confessaway)
If you haven’t noticed already, I really love/adore/admire when it rains. There’s something about it where it calms me. People see rain as very gloomy or bad luck. I don’t I see it as a cleansing of our planet. Wash away all the negativity, wash away all the pain, wash away all the anger, wash away all the violence. After every rainfall must come a rainbow. When it rains, no one is outside everyone rushes to take shelter. The ones who enjoy rain are outside and typically they are the people who enjoy peace. I’m not sure if this even makes sense.
I dare to write beyond my wits,
Thus I write in pieces and bits…
Bits of sympathy over pieces of empathy.
The collage seems to make no sense,
if it does, it’s pure pretense…
