Don’t let people who fuck with your mind enter into the door of your mind.

Persist. Even when you’re heavy with emotion, pick yourself up bringing the axe of your actions down, repeatedly chopping at the day until you bring the sun low with success.

I keep planting my smile in the rich soil of your sadness, hoping one day love will bloom from your thoroughly saturated heart.

Sometimes you get so high on life only because you truly know what it’s like to live from the bottom of the barrel.

Give it air & let the scar on your soul reveal itself, because, like the body, it too was made to heal itself.