“Those who fight the hardest for change are the ones who most believe its possible.”

If possible could you just look in my eyes and find all the things I can’t seem to say.

I just need to let myself fall in love with myself.

I know what feeling I need to feel. I just can’t seem to find it.

Am I more afraid of failing or succeeding?

Anxiety clouds everything you know to be true.

There’s a kind of freedom in handing out torches and seeing who burns the bridge between you.

Memories can’t be remembered if they were never made. So I hope you make good ones.

I tried to write you as a novel but you were only meant to be a chapter.

I would tell you how I feel if such words existed in this world.

How hard it must be to love someone so broken.

Rest is a form of productivity they never wanted you to find.

If my broken pieces could make you whole, than at least my breaking would be worth it.

I will sit with my feelings and you can sit with yours. But lets sit together so not to feel alone.

In the darkness there are no shadows to fear.

I don’t tolerate it. I don’t accept it. I fucking celebrate it – love is love.

Sometimes I write so I can forget and sometimes I write so I won’t.

When I was doing theater, I was very successful at believing that I was great, God’s gift to the theater.

I’ve always been like that; I give 100 percent. I can’t do it any other way.

If you live a life of make-believe, your life isn’t worth anything until you do something that does challenge your reality.

I believe, is that I really act on promises that I make and leave results.

Success comes when we wake up every day in that never-ending pursuit of why we do what we do.

I don’t believe in hope. Hope is a beggar. Hope walks through the fire, faith leaps over it.

I will always believe in love, but my idea has changed from what I’ve always thought.

What we believe about ourselves is often times a reflection of how we feel god looks at us.