Happiness is transient; love is penetrative

I have started at least 7 posts since writing here last, all of them unfinished in that spiteful little box to the right in my dash.

Today I read something I want to simply share with you.

We do not have to see beauty in the mirror to love ourselves. We don’t have to believe the world wants anything in particular for us, good or bad. Love happens anyway.

Shmutzie

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