...Love?

No one knows the answers. I know this because It is not just me who turns to God. We all will pray, when we think there is nothing left but ourselves, forever, inside our own individual mind. A morbid feeling of being trapped. As I grow up, promises and dreams become a thin mesh blanket of hope wrapped around a glass jar, bursting with reality. I'm realizing I am my own hero in the midst of the night, at all times even. In the end, the only saving any one is really doing, is saving themselves. These are things I know No one knows the truth.

[lucasregazzi]

[before-life]

by grenisu

[danger]

Japanese Anemone by Tom

[jetix]

[understands]

[sustancy]

[lylylylylylylylyly]

[recaption]

[annastrophe-deactivated20190315]

[tearstainedwrists]

[kaijurawr]

[sss]

[thequeenofsunflowers-deactivate]

May Money Find You. Like to charge, reblog to cast!

[tkkatherineblog]

[days-e]

  ❀ Plants 🌿

[imagination]

[timbllr]

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