“If sex is everything then why are you so sad and lonely?”

I wonder where you wander when you look into the moon.

The broken girls are the flowers of the earth they grow through tough conditions they bloom for themselves,

You set yourself free by letting go of anyone who wants to leave.

These women are capable of walking away, and they will.

You are not your past be here, be present be more.

Two damaged people trying to heal each other, is love.

She held madness like a flower.

I was the ocean you wanted rivers; I was the moon you chased the stars.

Narcissists love to provoke you than call you crazy.

Any man who puts you in a position to lose you, will never be worthy of your energy, leave him.

There’s still magic in a heart that’s been broken.

Don’t make her think you care when you have never given a fuck about her.

Smiling with sad eyes I’ve seen what you’ve been hiding.

You kill your future by mourning the past.

I lost myself in her eyes then found my future in her heart.

Being strong is lonely.

A blank canvas is still better than a ruined painting.

To one who asked what was the proper time for lunch, he said, “If a rich man, when you will; if a poor man, when you can.”

Faith has to do with things that are not seen, and hope with things that are not in hand.

How is it they live in such harmony, the billions of stars, when most men can barely go a minute without declaring war in their minds?

She is someone who falls in love with imperfections. Like the moon with all her craters, hearts with cracks, and souls with scars. For she knows they carry the deepest and truest love of all deep inside.

The soul is uninhabited world that only comes to life when god lays his head against us.

The art of being a slave is to rule one’s master.

It takes a wise man to discover a wise man.