(Source: farcae, via fiftyshadesofpunjabi)
maza-dohta:
When I speak out of anger; when my words come outlike rain and my voice turns into a storm,know that it is not me speaking, but the thunder in my soul. like nature, I truly am gentle.But sometimes, even nature screams.
When I speak out of anger;
when my words come outlike rain and my voice turns into a storm,know that it is not me speaking, but the thunder in my soul.
like nature, I truly am gentle.But sometimes, even nature screams.
(via rabbrakha)