living inside of my skin,
kiss now it away.
“Water Lilies (pink)” by Claude Monet
I love the way my jewelry glistens in the warm sun. This month only reminds me of my mother, just like any other month or day. I cant exhust the subject:on may. Broken. Mom I wish you were here for your 48th birthday. I cant believe its been four years next month on this day since I was able to hold you close. but tomorrows your birthday so ill have a drink for you, and tomorrows your mothers day. So heres to my mom. Love you more than all the stars in the sky. You mean the most and I will honor you in every way possible. I miss you mother dear. Be here in spirit if you can for the family and selfishly me. Your everything.
|—||John Green (via tribander)|