Moral of the Story

Hi :D

Hello myself, how are you today? still crying? still sad and feeling the worst too? i know you must be tired of hearing and even reading bad insults about yourself, i know you must want to cry and even want to end your life many times.

But, look at your pretty face, your smile that should be wide open, your pretty eyes should sparkle with joy, your footsteps should walk happily. not the tears you always hear and the insults you always let out.

I love you, even love you very much. this small body that sometimes falls easily must get up slowly, hold on to dreams and hold on to a positive smile. always try to wake up even though there is a lot of insults, always be grateful, don't forget to smile and do whatever is best for myself. because what i do today, is my happy point in the future.

ㅤㅤㅤ𝓓ance as the narration of a magical story, that recites on lips, illuminates imaginations and embraces the most sacred depths of souls. Caution not spirit, let it roam wild, for in that natural state as a ballerina embraces divine frequency. She is a dancer that can only sway the silk of her hair like the summer breeze. One step, two steps, three steps, like winds of time experience joy of centuries, when movements become revelations of the dance of destinies. Through synergy of intellect, artistry and grace came into existence the blessing of a dancer,

ㅤㅤㅤ𝓑urdened no more is soul for whom life flows through dance and not breath. Transcend the terrestrial, surpass the celestial, from Nature's hands when you receive the sublime pleasures of dance. She also liked being reminded of butterflies. Watching them flying in the warm sun among the daisies in their garden, her mother had said to her; "see, they have a beautiful life". She likes remembering that. If you opened the dictionary and searched for the meaning of a Goddess, you would find the reflection of a dancing lady, Archiesa.