Thoughts on Emotions.
Flowers are so fragile, the same way I think I am. I'm a highly emotional person and it makes life tough sometimes yet fascinatingly intriguing. I usually deepen my emotions to a huge extent and I get tapped into this really vast awareness of every single feeling which would affect my whole organism. Ignorance is sometimes bliss in that case, when a minor bloated feeling could actually wreck your whole mind, making you uncomfortable and weary. But other cases, it's amazing to feel so enraptured about simple occurrences when my mind is clear, my conscience balanced, my soul free. I cannot ignore sadness and it's something I need to work on. When I hear bad news, I might appear strong and steady on the outside, while beneath this face, I'm actually holding on to any reason to be a victim; to entirely grieve and feel my heart collapsing in my chest and sense the pain pounding in every smallest unit of time existent in life's scale. I also have many inner shells ...