Mywildestdreamsareselfish

“The world is covered by our trails

Scars we cover up with paint

Watch them preach in sour lies

I would rather see this world through the eyes of a child

Darker times will come and go

Times you need to see her smile

And mothers hearts are warm and mild

I would rather feel this world through the skin of a child

When a human strokes your skin

That is when you let them in

Let them in before they go

I would rather feel alive with a childlike soul”

-Aurora

5:30am

mettre en valeur

coming home  

making my own calcium powder