What good are the pretty clothes?
when your soul is dirty

It was her tears that made her stronger

A woman is strong until she don't trust

God's breath is like a fresh wind that renews us. Frail and weak as we are,we have hope. We find healing.

Wasted laughter. Wasted tears. Wasted love. That's how badly you felt. And yet, is love ever truly wasted?

We are fragile beings,yet we often act as though we couldn't be hurt,and as though we couldn't hurt other people.