The best kind of happiness is a habit you're passionate about.
When you think this pain is all you deserve, you are right. You are the only one that can decide how long you will walk in hell.
Live your life, sing your song. Not full of expectations. Not for the ovations. But for the joy of it.
I wish to have a taste of what the best version of myself (i.e. the image of GOD in me) feels like.
Why do we refuse to love each other?