it seeps into your lungs like warm cider, it seems to warm your insides entirely. always show those you love
the entirety of your compassion and kindness. they exist in the little words and the little objects. they exist within the creases of your palm, they reflect back into you
Tired of everyone in my life telling me to stop being kind. I can’t cut people off on a whim, I’m a very forgiving person and I like giving people chances and the benefit of the doubt. If I’m not kind I don’t know who I am
