I found this button on the floor in my kitchen and it made me smile. This belongs to my 15-year-old. What if we always did believe our grass

You have to stop assuming, wishing and hoping and get into what’s real and true. You have to stand in what you know so your not projecting

I know that feeling of sadness you feel in your core. I feel it. I see it. I've been there. I know that longing to be different.

People used to disappoint me deeply. Who am I to decide I am disappointed in other people's choices? The conclusion that has created the