My Twinsoul is Full of Pure Love.

A dream poem.

What are Humans?

As the poem implies… Your name in it, ultimate inspiration… Yes, you are!

If the cognitive construct defines “settling” for something not less than but more than, would you be settling if you were satiated? An interesting analysis of changing your mind, feeling better about your life, just by altering your outlook and seeing all as opportunity for advancement instead of simply, “settling for less than I deserve”.

Insecurities over love.

My desire is not anger.

Who or what shapes us into who we become? Do our experiences lead us to becoming the people we evolve into, or is it all mapped out like some sort of computer program?

Making myself reach perfection.

The lies of a women. A beauty so deep. Misfortunes of a lie.