Some of the most beautiful things we have in life comes from our mistakes.
She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.
Death is the easy part, the hard part is living and knowing you could be so much more then youβre willing to be.
Sometimes the most beautiful people are beautifully broken.
A tamed woman will never leave her mark in the world.
The best kind of humans are the ones who stay.
Sometimes to self-discover you must self-destruct.
Somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. So burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe itβs the chaos which helps us find where we belong.
We swallowed the chaos because we knew we didn't want to be ordinary.
Madness and chaos are self-destructing but over thinking is the suicide.
The heart is like a woman, and the head is like a man, and although man is the head of woman, woman is the heart of man, and she turns man's head because she turns his heart.