You are beautiful because you let yourself feel, and that is a brave thing indeed.
I think that’s what I find most strange about this world, nobody ever says how they feel. They hurt, but they don’t cry out. They’re happy, but they don’t dance or jump around and they’re angry but they hardly ever scream. Because they feel ashamed. Nothing’s worse than that. So we all walk around with our heads looking down and never look up and see how beautiful the sky is. — Uptown Girls
I think people spend too much time staring into screens and not enough time drinking wine, tongue kissing, and dancing under the moon.
How charming it is that there are words and sounds: are not words and sounds rainbows and illusive bridges between things eternally separated?