How dare you tell me to have faith. You took that from me a long time ago.
Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth.
Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously…
I’m a just a moon child. My mood changes a long with the tides of the ocean. Maybe that’s why I feel so connected to the moon and sea. I could get lost in the sound of waves, in the sight of the moonlight.
I wish I could sleep all day like my moon mother and come out in the cool dark night . Listen to the waves rise and fall like my heart. I feel the ocean in my veins. I feel the moon in my brain.
I’ve mastered the art of not giving a fuck while simultaneously caring way too much