Much to concern.
Yep,they all have been connected with my existence.

I'm his.
I'm hers.
I'm theirs.
I DO belong,I should say.
They're Mine.

Kid as 17, an actual child Terri is.

Keen on all the beauty & honesty, Philosophy recently.
Disgusted with something really repulsive and hideous.
Affected manners are nasty.

Love means deep affection or fondness.
No one is loveless.
So don't worry, you all dear, you're always loved, somehow.

Nothing ever stays exactly the same.
Though we always get some flashbacks about the past.

Family means a safe haven from the vagaries and vicissitudes of the world to me.
I should lie my deepest love in it.

My dream is fairly nice,
which with the one who loves me the most, blue sky and slightly snuggle.
Pardon child's imaginative thought.

Tend to treat others with sincerity and courtesy.
No one can love you before you love yourself.

Read my pieces.
Read my broken consciousness.