“People piss you off but its always important to forgive and forget.”

Somehow bad days become a little better with a good playlist and a car to blast it in.

I always love to dress up, but I usually end up in a leather jacket and boots!

I love being with my friends and being able to eat out and wear tank tops at night.

I’m really proud to be a woman. I love that women can be feminine but also powerful.

Sometimes I wonder, do the trees get sad when they see leaves fell?

You’re given free reign to explore every part of yourself.

I think there’s a right time for everything, and I’m a true believer that everything happens for a reason.

Do not leave a sleepy girl In the sun.

There is still so much time to be all that you want to be.

Take time to get help for your mental health. It’s worth it to get to your full potential.

I’m not trying to be this cool girl. If you’re trying to be something you’re not, it’s slowly going to bite you in the butt.

I’m so socially awkward. I really had to put myself out there and meet new people.

You know how every model is like, ‘I do yoga.’ Well, I find horses have the same effect.

Humans are humans. If somebody’s mean to you, it’s not gonna feel good – no matter if you’re a man or a woman.

The secret is being yourself. I just gave it away to em.

I’ve always been really hard on myself. If I didn’t book a job, I would cry.

Forgiving is not forgetting; its actually remembering–remembering and not using your right to hit back. Its a second chance for a new beginning. And the remembering part is particularly important. Especially if you dont want to repeat what happened.

Once heard, Never forgotten!

We’re so busy trying to move on and living our lives, that we sometimes forget to appreciate how far we’ve come, how well our wounds healed, and that somewhere along the journey, we’ve learned to let go.

Being with you is familiar, like playing guitar after some time; the theory is there but my fingers have forgotten the chords.

Chances we don’t take turn into dreams we will forget.

An artist paints to forget while a poet writes to remember.

There are castles everywhere filled to the brim with stories swallowed by the wind and long forgotten.

Somewhere while loving you, I forgot to love myself.