“We are all just humans trying to survive in this crazy world, in the spaces between birth and death.”

Sometimes she’s the gentle rain caressing you softly. Sometimes she’s the hurricane loving you madly.

Your darkness is hauntingly beautiful. Mesmerizing.

While you were busy working on your ego, she was busy working on her soul.

Don’t compare her to sunshine and roses when she’s clearly orchids and moonlight.

I have wolf blood and wolf bones. Don’t expect me to graze with sheep.

I do not trust anyone who hides in the light and denies darkness exists.

When the world is too much create your own. I do it every day.

Meet me under the moon so we can chase stars together.

Still refining, staying wild, always growing and evolving

My soul and the moon are night time lovers.

She has the intuition of an angel and fire like a dragon.

Don’t try taming me, I’ll end up growing spikes on my wings and fangs in my mouth.

You want war. I want love. That’s the difference between your heart and mine.

French press me against the wall and coffee and of course French kiss.

Arouse me mentally so I can feel you spiritually then when we touch physically we’ll fall in sync soulfully.

You deserve the kind of love that understands your gestures, your eyes, your silence.

To be ignorant of what occurred before you were born is to remain always a child. For what is the worth of human life, unless it is woven into the life of our ancestors by the records of history?

Beginning, before it becomes a historical event, is the supreme capacity of man; politically, it is identified with man’s freedom. ‘That a beginning be made man was created’ said Augustine. This beginning is guaranteed by each new birth; it is indeed every man.

Just remember: I love you, and love yourselves. ’cause, little monsters, you were born that way baby.

Oft hope is born when all is forlorn.

One is not born a genius, one becomes a genius; and the feminine situation has up to the present rendered this becoming practically impossible.

The length of the journey has to be borne with, for every moment is necessary.

We are all born so beautiful the greatest tragedy is being convinced we are not.

I was born and reborn continuously, different people draw different me.