It's when sometimes you want to pause life because things are getting way out of hand. When all you ever want to do is sleep or be somewhere where heaven feels closer and that it'll only take you minutes to get there. There in the mountains, where life is made plainer, where the self is being rid off of the use to be's, where the stars along with all the heavenly bodies are your only entertainment, where meaningful conversations occur. This is where you'll find me, my heaven on Earth.
Today, we've become slaves to money, peoples approval and looking good. Nothing wrong with that, matter fact I'm for it but some just don't get life because of their misinterpretation of beauty. The use to be wrong things don't seem wrong anymore, talk is becoming so cheap and beauty is calculated through the many Facebook likes on that profile picture posted just 25 seconds ago (the more the prettier). I'm not here to tell you the things that you should do and what not, I'm just a writer who needs to let her thoughts out otherwise a beautiful explosion is bound to happen and we don't want that (you really should want that). If I remind you about your mother, by all means discontinue reading.
but who in their right mind would love someone that can't even love themselves -v.m.
