“Stop carrying the burden of holding on to what isn’t yours anymore.”

The mask melts into the face.

True love is the one that does not get a destination.

Maybe you are not the priority of your’s priorities

Attachment is the opposite of healing.

I gave you up to gain myself back.

We lose ourself trying to be enough.

The voices inside of me has lost its breath.

We love people who can break our heart easily.

Only our dreams understand better that hearts are meant to be broken.

Once a man is done, he is done.

Broken hearts often break hearts.

Where there is mask there is fear.

Judge me by my past, don’t get mad when I put you there.

Our life has a secret relationship with sadness.

Sometimes we choose to be cold, to act cold.

Maybe today I am a dry tree, I will fill up when it’s rain.