“Words aren’t enough but they are all I have to hold on to right now to keep from falling and near hitting bottom.”

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.

The smallest act of kindness can spread the greatest gift of hope.

I was too busy trying enough for the both of us to realize how much I shouldn’t be.

I can’t change the whole world but I can change my world.

I won’t be waiting around to see where you stand. I can stand on my own.

I would rather be known and disliked than never truly known at all.

I am a mother because my hearts live outside my body.

How can something drain and fill me all at once.

The expectation of happiness can induce quite the opposite.

No one is given time to spend on what they love, they take it.