alyssa.watson:
Either scream or rejoice
alyssa.watson:
Relieved of the burden of carrying the weight of one's own shadow.
alyssa.watson:
Plasticity
alyssa.watson:
And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find.
alyssa.watson:
She will fly.
alyssa.watson:
Where they come to grieve.
alyssa.watson:
La bailarina.
alyssa.watson:
The deserter.
alyssa.watson:
Playing pretend.
alyssa.watson:
Patiently burning.
alyssa.watson:
Lesson #24: Take time to observe the beauty of the world.
alyssa.watson:
It's about time to fly again.
alyssa.watson:
Through stained glass.
alyssa.watson:
Merry Christmas!
alyssa.watson:
Someone inside the eyes.
alyssa.watson:
A body full of electricity with nothing to light.
alyssa.watson:
Let your dreaming be your guide.
alyssa.watson:
Up and away.
alyssa.watson:
The bone collector.
alyssa.watson:
To become the forest.
alyssa.watson:
Sometimes, a little lie is good for the soul.
alyssa.watson:
Ten million shards of glass and tears.
alyssa.watson:
Sometimes, we need tragedies.
alyssa.watson:
She saw things that others didn't.
