You make my flaws seem beautiful
In your eyes i am perfect.
You show broken heart
Is meant to be loved
In your love i heal.
You appreciate me
And what i do
That everyone had taken granted for.
You have led me to peace
with life in general
And i will never finish being in love with you !
Some people choose to be with the wrong one because it requires no change or growth from them to be in that relationship. You see, being with the right person and keeping them around requires you to constantly learn, mature and evolve. @PLECCA
I don't understand you. Why do you flutter for someone who has hurt us? Why do you race when you look into those deep blue eyes.
Why must you fall, when they disappear and disappoint? You should know that they wont change no matter what they say.
My precious heart, please listen to oir brain when we say we need to let go. I know its hard. Its for the best.
Most parents do not understand that their children already have enough critics at school, from their friends, to their classmates and teachers. Then they get home and have to deal with another bully, YOU, when you criticize, yell and insult them. It is important to be aware of how you further damage your child and contribute to their emotional issues. @PLECCA
in a galaxy of goddesses
saturn dresses in iris rings
neptune is wrapped in waves
of amber and amethyst
february stars shimmering
like pearls in her hair
and we are
two hearts in the snow
we revel in the beautiful cold,
in the light of a full moon,
in showers of pure magic
the world is falling together
and so are we
- ashley jane
I love them, I love them all.
I love seeing then laugh and have fun, I love them seeing them being changed for Good and I love when they share there victories, I love getting to watch them grow to amazing young women and men.
But it hurts to see them fall and to watch them cry and being hurt by life it hurts Me went I can't seem to find the words help them.
They are young and weak and bearly learning how to be themselves and actually embrace it Because it's awesome to be who you are, we are all unique and beautiful!!!
I am talking about You the Youth if this world full of bad choices and mistakes But at the same time it's all beautiful and colorful and there's love and kindness in the air...
I lay upon this woven blanket. Its weave thread baren in spots from wear and time.
Out here there is nothing.
Out here you can see for miles in all directions.
Out here no ambient light from a city shines,just the light from the moon and stars to guide your way.
Out here just the soft howl of the coyotes and the gentle chirp of the crickets sing to you their song.
Out here i look upon the stars in all their beauty and i don't feel alone.
They shine together like a mosaic of glittering diamonds. How many hopes and dreams have been cast upon them?
A tear slides down my cheek and disappears into my hair.
I am so alone in this big wide world, but here, out here in this moment under these be...
The reason why we repeat the same old patterns is because it is comfortable and familiar to us. We do not think we can be any other way but “ourselves” no matter how toxic of an environment we find ourselves in. @PLECCA
Ar the end it comes to,
what you let yourself be defined by,
It could be your fuck ups, your sucesses,
your belief system.
You could just be your failures or your humility.
I, I choose to be defined by the way I fall in love, head over heel with all I have.
Those who love blindly lose sight of the reasons they are together whenever they experience momentary darkness in their relationship. @PLECCA
My dearest readers!
It is amazing the things you remberer. When you are talking to a friend, you haven't seen in years. I was remind of a funny story about being young.
When I was young, and dumb. A friend and I got into my grandparents liquor cabinet. And stole a really expensive bottle of wine. And a bottle of gray goose vodka. That was the last time I ever drank vodka. I can't even smell it. Without getting sick, to this day. A neighbor had this really stubborn donkey. So we thought it would be a great idea to take him for a ride. Our high school was about a mile and a half from where we lived. Some how we rode him all the way there. I don't know why the doors to the school was open. But ...
I am the frayed end
Of a thick, brown rope.
Into a thousand directions
Into a million pieces.
What is peace?
There is only chaos
It is ear splittingly loud
All at once.
All at once
Feels a lot like
Where is that screaming coming from?
I can feel it inside me,
Writhing in the depths of
Or perhaps it’s wrapped in
My mind is so full.
My head is overflowing
With my own voice
What I can understand
I do not like.
The other meanings are lost in the
Of the internal
Oh thunderous t...
True Love is of Giving
I'm a Human
Give me some Love back
Or even Hate
Give me Something back ....
And it may be too late to date so wait and fate will find a way to bring you back together to set things straight. @PLECCA
A Letter To An Old ForgottenLove
Their was once a boy in shabby clothes that swept into my life.
Fumbling and quietly I fell blind into his charms.
His smiles and brown eyes that took me in.
Swiftly,boxing away my fears and tears.
Beautiful unrequited hopes.
Slowly killing the heart that beats. In time my sight was given, but sadly it was too late for the flower girl and the tramp.
Only In My Dreams...
I had a dream of my son doing something unsettling to a couple of toys && I kept asking “why?”. My son struggled to come up with an answer && I remember there being chaos all around us, I looked at my son && said “it’s okay, it’s okay if you don’t know. Sometimes mommy doesn’t know. Mommy doesn’t always know the answer && you won’t always either but that’s okay.”
i watched you purify your world
with your lavender and sage,
the way you’d create your own
little secluded sanctuary,
secure in this piece of peace you’d made
you sip your chamomile tea and ask me
how i survive all the chaos
and i want to tell you how i hate it,
but if i am honest,
i don’t really know what to do
when everything is calm
you hold so strongly to your beliefs
but I don’t know how to be sure of anything,
so i cling to doubt and faith alike
you assume that i am stubborn and restless,
but it’s more that
i don’t know how to feel when i am still,
so i am always running away
from anything that demands certainty
i burn bridges because
the miles are dark when you’re alone,
and i need the...
do you remember
those summers down by the lake?
friendships kindled with kept secrets
and the help of fruity drinks, a straw and umbrella
we’d sit for hours under the sun,
watch it slip over the horizon
so the starlight could shine
you’ll often find me lost in thought,
caught up in the nostalgia,
daydreaming of a place
that doesn’t really exists anymore,
of the people we once were
home still tastes like dark rum and apricot
it still sounds like laughter and loud music
but how do you find something
that’s been lost for years?
- ashley jane
Falling from the mountain of my dreams,
i noticed something,
i noticed the depth of freedom i was falling in,
the pride and agony that inherited me departed in a second,
the craving to do something vanished,
Mind just focused on one thing,
how can i survive?
how can i live a little longer?
because deep inside all i wanted was a chance to prove myself again,
a chance to give love and feel it as much as i can,
a chance to live the life of my dreams,
a chance to be free,
the fall made me realise my strengths and my weaknesses,
the fall i was afraid to take,
gave me a new perspective of life,
the leap i feared to perform,
made me free,
escaping the mundane rat race,
i experienced freedom for the ...