+
Our names are Emma and Beth.
The soft but wild wind blows through her hair, she's young, and her life is a book yet to be written. Such beauty she contains says some, but she chooses not to believe it. Her knowledge is full of wisdom beyond her years; naive, she keeps it to herself, locked away, like the locket around her neck. Ambitious, she wants to be heard, but knows all to well that being heard is like creating an abstract painting, some will see it as a crazy mess, and others will gasp in amazement. But only she knows the true beauty behind it. The true wonder behind her words, and the puzzle that she is.

wow.

kThis post has 13 notes
 
tThis was posted 2 months ago
 
rThis was reblogged from nooworries
 
R
 
  1. andthatisallokbyme reblogged this from citrus-sea-mist
  2. b-righteyes reblogged this from citrus-sea-mist
  3. selenasanta91 reblogged this from livelovelaughtravel
  4. juliusmkanore reblogged this from citrus-sea-mist
  5. g-reenwaves reblogged this from citrus-sea-mist
  6. citrus-sea-mist reblogged this from nooworries
  7. nooworries reblogged this from livelovelaughtravel
  8. mattnang reblogged this from maisiewood
  9. maisiewood reblogged this from sea-w4ter
  10. sea-w4ter reblogged this from livelovelaughtravel
  11. beautybeachandbarefeet reblogged this from livelovelaughtravel
  12. livelovelaughtravel posted this