ELSA

Who could imagine one's nights? You get damned in the darkest dark alone and then you paint yourself blue in every dawn again.
           ...Blue

Sometimes freezing becomes your coldest shelter. You think you become less with your losses. You freeze your look to protect your pieces. your hidden pieces are seen through frosted glass. What you think is your strength is actually your weakness..as fragile as the glass. 

you have the key to your past. Unpack all your baggage from past . 

 

Life hurts, but the pain is the sign of life. You grow again and profilate from where you lost. The warmth of love melts all stubborn rigidities. 

 

Don't give up, try, make peace, share. 

 

The liberation is in love for infinite times. 

 

Move and LOVE AGAIN!