I am a free soul, singing my heart out by myself no matter where I go and I call strangers my friends because I learn things and find ways to fit them into my own world. I hear what people say, rearrange it, take away and tear apart until it finds value in my reality and there I make it work. I find spaces in between the cracks and cuts where it feels empty and there I make it work.
Charlotte Eriksson
dedication, free, free-soul, friends, go-on, growing-up, hard-work, inspiring, motivation, music, observing, poetry, prose, prose-poetry, reality, singing, solitude, strangers, tear-apart, the-glass-child, tumblr-writing, wanderer, wandering