December 2010
1 post
A little each day; →
couldbekitschy:
Maybe I’ve come to the dawning of this realization. That words no matter how sweet and reassuring and nurturing are plainly, just, words. You don’t hold on to words, you hold on to truth. A substantial truth that doesn’t increase the downfall but decreases the coldness of the walls of ice around your heart. Don’t give power to words that scar, remember you are made of more than...