“What you see is what you get. She’s already magic; she doesn’t need tricks.”

There’s a message in the way he treats you. Just listen.

She was impossibly beautiful. If she didn’t exist, she’d have to be invented.

If he can’t hear you when you’re silent, he won’t hear you when you’re not.

Your smile is like a salve for my soul.

It’s not that she’s afraid to fall in love, she’s just afraid to be the only one who falls.

Believe me when I say that I will find endless ways to make sure you know what a prize you are.

She doesn’t need to be alone to be lonely. She doesn’t need to speak to be heard.

Yes, she has more than a few regrets. And if you don’t, then you should probably live more.

There’s a big chasm between him telling you you’re a priority versus him treating you like a priority.

Do not mock a pain you have not endured.

You know what’s sexy? A real conversation.

She refused to let what hurts bruise her memories.

We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.

And I swear to you, she was so beautiful I had to keep reminding myself to blink.

Find someone who can hear you even when you’re silent.

Tears are quick to dry and certain pains never heal, sometimes what she says hides more than it reveals.

I am hell-bent on loving my hell.

I am my own best mirror.

Keep blooming the flowers look beautiful on you.

This little black dress doesn’t hide imperfections. It shows off my soul.

I’m feeling lucky like a four-leaf clover.

Old habits die hard, so fill up my cup and let’s raise hell in heaven.

She won’t settle for being just another girl on your feed you know.

I can change your life, make it so new. Make you never want to go back to the old you.