you are the things you love. you are the cluttered bookshelf that is piled high with worn, tired books. you are that delicate tea-cup that you have to clean by hand when everything else goes into the dishwasher. you are the moon and the sun. you are the flowers speckled with rain. you are the earth and the people that live on it, with hearts of gold and diamonds in their eyes. you are the things that make you happy, that make you smile, those moments when time stops and you are left alone in space. you are all of thethings you love, and if that's so, it means you loveyourself, because you are yourself.
- tree-resin1
