More ideas from Maria
Empty

I thought I was in my forever home. I thought I had paid my dues. I thought I was finally in a sanctuary that would serve me until I left this body. I thought this. I thought that. The overthinking threw me into the assuming/expectation zone.

Dancing in the Rain

Dance in the rain. Any rainy day just dance through it it will pass. Like a cloud full of rain. U'll look behind and its over but your rhythm is always there. Keep dancing

grunge

to run away // this one isnt so secret i talk about it quite a lot // I will run away or i will die here

Alone

These photos of a lone person walking through the forest express the solitude people may have to endure looking for their family tree.