It amazes me, sometimes, this ability we have to be beautiful and hateful at the same time. It�s inside us all. This dichotomy of spirit. The way we can notice the color of stones under water and enjoy the wind in our hair and then the way we can strike out and hurt with just a word... or a look. The way we can ignore pain in others, as if it didn�t touch us.

It�s true what they say... that everyone gets their heart broken... we all go through it. But not all of us go through the motions of putting our hearts back together again. Most of us never bother; we walk around, unwhole... losing more each time something happens....until there is nothing left. And we forget there was something there to begin with.

It�s hateful what we do to ourselves most of all.

But if you�re one of those people, one of those kind that are always crawling around on the floor, looking for every last piece of yourself and feeling foolish, I want you to feel brave instead.

You�re only trying to make yourself whole again.

And trust me, that's true beauty.