“Hope isn’t about pretending that dark times don’t exist, its all about believing that darkness will not forever.”

And one day we will finally understand the sense of it all. Until then all we can do is hold onto hope.

You may just be my new beginning or the absolute end of me.

Your feelings are valid.

I miss you in ways I didn’t think it could be humanly possible to miss someone.

Find me where the stars fall and catch me everytime.

The reason i feel so much pain is love.

Sometimes silence is the only answer.

We made a mess of this love, you and I. Forever the most beautiful disaster.

Wherever you are my love, know that we can still see the same moonlight whilst counting the same stars.

A love that demands love will burn the very essence of what once made it pure.

Respect and kindness are human rights not privileges.

The way you look at me, The way you make me feel whole, The way you make me feel safe, thats poetry to me.

We are not all in the same boat, we are all under the same storm.

I keep waiting and hoping for the next dawn to be ours.

I am ready for the winter in my heart to make space for spring. I long for the day i can blossom again.

In the impossibility of it all, i will always give your soul a home.

You must see it. You must believe it. And then you must never stop working to make it happen.

If you don’t believe in yourself, how can you expect anyone else to?? You are your own worst enemy! Once you overcome yourself, then no one can stop you.

I neither believe nor disbelieve anything.

Growing old is unavoidable, but never growing up is possible. I believe you can retain certain things from your childhood if you protect them – certain traits, certain places where you don’t let the world go.

I’m a fighter. I believe in the eye-for-an-eye business. I’m no cheek turner. I got no respect for a man who won’t hit back. You kill my dog, you better hide your cat.

I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.

I believe more and more that God must not be judged on this earth. It is one of His sketches that has turned out badly.

Heard the bullets whistle, and, believe me, there is something charming in the sound.