whatcomesafterlove

dear old world', she murmured, 'you are very lovely, and i am glad to be alive in you.

i wanna be as beautiful as the ocean

i was made to read books, live by the ocean, walk beneath the trees, and be madly in love

i want someone who is fierce and will love me until death. it's you.

i always tried to live up to other's standards i struggled because i felt that i was doing a terrible job when everyone else was thriving so now i'm trying to get to know myself better and not worry about others

i thought about what happiness is. i looked it up in the dictionary. happiness is a state of being pleased, fulfilled, and content in life. i found that definition to be too long, so i decided to make it shorter. happiness. the state of being sufficient.

what do you believe comes after love?