ruins .

beauty is what we carry in our essence,
like the smell of our favorite perfume stimulating within our pulse .
beauty is seeing the tiny fine print in this life .
It takes true disaster to see past these shutters, to appreciate the tiny things we are given everyday. The tests that we are failing terribly.
give your smile to a stranger, pronounce words of faith, give leaps of hope.
never think too high of yourself; destroy you ego. This is the trap.
Once you take yourself too seriously, the world all of a sudden looks unfriendly.
Comfort becomes uneasy.
opportunities become abused.
friends become an obligation.
beauty is what we see and do with what were given, with what we take, and with what gets washed away with the sea.
This is all I am certain of, this is all I can run with.