“Nothing comes easy for me but that makes me love it more.”

Think of how good tomorrow might be.

I love my sadness because it is honest.

You write poems or you are a poem. That is where you’ll shine.

Your love is only as good as your intention.

Your trauma is never indicative of who you are and how well you deserve to be loved.

Meet me with authenticity or not at all.

Do you see who I am beyond your judgment? I lay with my core, and there is a force in there.

Don’t fear it. That pull between your heart and mind. It is trying to teach you. It is learning your language.

It’s hard to know who I am when who I am always swallows me whole.

If my skin is going to crawl, I pray it crawls into safer spaces.

I am learning that most of my fear of others is my own judgment of myself.

It is a valuable thing to learn the difference between who is in your corner and who is in your way.

Let your love be bigger than your anger.

For each person you encounter is also you.

Letting go is actually the easiest decision we can make. We become so adapted to the weight of our heavy hearts that being light again is a foreign language.

Your love turns my love into a healthy home.

Why do we fall in love so easy, even when it’s not right?

A false conclusion once arrived at and widely accepted is not easily dislodged and the less it is understood the more tenaciously it is held.

It’s easy to get next to music theory, especially between your peers and music classes and so forth. You just pay attention. I had a good ear, so I realized that printed music was just about reminding you what to play.

I don’t give out compliments easily.

Hollywood likes to label everyone so you’re easier to identify.

Saying goodbye isn’t easy. Watching someone you loves goodbye is devastating. Because you can’t fix the pain.

Problems in science are sometimes made easier by adding complications.

Seeing yourself through the eyes of others makes it easier to love yourself.