“I’m breaking and healing all at once.”

I only want to exist in a love that lives in madness.

Introduce yourself to your heart again. It misses you.

I’m kind because I know how cruel feels.

We can’t sit in ruin waiting for change to happen.

Quiet those whispers that tell you, you’re not good enough.

Love fiercely, that even in your absence you linger.

You were the one even when you couldn’t be.

I hope you give yourself a try today.

Over thinkers – masters at turning calm into chaos.

Wrap yourself in kindness you deserve it too.

Freedom looks beautiful on you keep healing love.

Slow down, and inhale a little bit of peace.

I loved, you lost. Pity isn’t it?

And in between the calm and the chaos you are evolving.

Starting now, I’m building a garden of final goodbyes.

You are just as beautiful as those wounds that house you.

The worst thing a good girl could do to you is break your heart.

Little events, ordinary things, smashed and reconstituted. Suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.

I run from my thoughts of you and meet them in my dreams.

I tell you, if I’m going to go through a divorce, I would date again a younger man. Because I have so much energy, there’s no way an older man can keep up with me.

I tell you, if I’m going to go through a divorce, I would date again a younger man. Because I have so much energy, there’s no way an older man can keep up with me.

I tell you, if I’m going to go through a divorce, I would date again a younger man. Because I have so much energy, there’s no way an older man can keep up with me.

I see myself as a true modernist. Even when I do a traditional gown, I give it a modern twist. I go to the past for research. I need to know what came before so I can break the rules.

I see myself as a true modernist. Even when I do a traditional gown, I give it a modern twist. I go to the past for research. I need to know what came before so I can break the rules.