Pillow Thoughts

by Courtney Peppernell

But the world is exhausted, and the only wealth we have left is love.

How does loneliness still exist with all these souls in the world?

May your weapon be kindness Your shield compassion May the flowers grow again To sprout love from all this sadness

You are a collection of miracles, bound together by sunlight. But you are also much more than that; you are a story, a home, a wolf that howls in the night.

You are not merely made of stardust; you are the comet streaking through the sky on the way to do good and bright things.

You just have to surround yourself with people who have the same heart as you.

But you cannot grow if you are bitter.

We are all born with softness, and it’s important to grow into it. Do not let the world turn your heart cold.