"She's that type of flower that can still grow after a forest fire"
-Acrewss

Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings

                                        \\Escape the Ordinary//

Nothing can compare to the bond between a grandparent and grandchild.

 She has a heart of gold, a mind of solitude, a soul worth dying for; yet no one has proven to be worthy

-The world is caving in on this delicate soul, waves of darkness flood the mind of the unknown place hidden in  her precious heart, for her heart is worth far more than the most precious jewel soon to be lost in a dark evil who wants to overtake her pure rare beauty-