

🌀 Life is a thunderstorm where you either hide under an umbrella of rules or run towards the downpour, feeling the lightning striking to the beat of your pulse. Today, I tore the umbrella of convention and let the wind rip everything off me except my voice screaming in time with the thunder. The rain ran down my skin like someone's fingers rushing to find what was hidden beneath the wet fabric. Are you still afraid of getting wet? It's time to fall to your knees in the mud of desire and lift your face to the sky - let the hurricane rip everything but the truth out of you