Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.
If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.
Making love to me is amazing. Wait, I meant: making love, to me, is amazing. The absence of two little commas nearly transformed me into a sex god.
Most of the basic material a writer works with is acquired before the age of fifteen.
There is strange comfort in knowing that no matter what happens today, the Sun will rise again tomorrow.
The struggles we endure today will be the ‘good old days’ we laugh about tomorrow.
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 you’re 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 it’s 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.
She was broken, I think it’s because she loved too much and she was always blind to the fact that love too is sometimes broken.
Appreciate the moment of a first kiss; it may be the last time you own your heart.
Society will always be too fragile to accept us for all that makes us beautiful.
The truth is I didn’t need therapy; I just needed to feel loved and know that someone out there craved my attention.