domingo, 11 de enero de 2015

Peace and Love

The only pure love was my grandmother 29 years ago, she was 76. She never judged my weirdness as a child, she knew there was something dark but gave me all her love anyway. I am so hard to reach, I am too akward, people misundertood, my feelings have been hurted so many times. Rage dominated my life because of rejection. I am healing only now, at half my grandma.s age. The only thing out there for your soul.s nourishing is peace. If the energy flows, you will have a glimpse of love, but it last only a bit. But it is a wonderfull feeling anyway.

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