“I rather give you that smile you wear everyday versus that bag you only wear on special occasions.”

And in the end, she realized she wasn’t just enough. She was so much more.

Be around people that make your problems seem smaller and the possibility of life much bigger.

And remember love. In order to plant seeds in the ground, you have to break the earth.

One thing I will always love is how the world fades away when you look at me.

Your soul is like fresh snowfall. And I want to be the one that leaves an imprint through it with each step that I take deeper into the depths of who you truly are.

Touch you with no skin only with my eyes speak with no words only with my mind.

Color my life with the paint of your madness.

I just hope that when I die my body is full of scars telling a beautiful life.

I don’t know what I’m looking for in life, I just have this feeling it looks a lot like you.

It’s funny how some people can make you feel alone and be right next to you. While others can be thousands of miles away and still make you feel connected.

Don’t lose faith in me, my dear. I will always desperately love you.

Let’s call an Uber, I don’t think either of us is in any condition to drive. You a little drunk off me and me just totally intoxicated from you.

We forget hoe easily it is to love when things are good.

Nothing easier than being who you are.

I don’t want to be the water that puts your flame out. I want to be the wind that fans it to it’s full potential.

Learn from the past. Live in the present. Prepare for the future.

These are fat mummies sitting with their bags of crisps in front of the television, saying that thin models are ugly. Fashion is about dreams and illusions, and no one wants to see round women.

You never see a normal spot, a bag under the eye or an unplucked eyebrow, because that’s not how Hollywood works.

I’m a bit of a gypsy. I live everywhere; I live out of a bag.

Own only what you can always carry with you: know languages, know countries, know people. Let your memory be your travel bag.

I’m an ugly girl, My face makes you hurl, Sad I have it, I should bag it. Acne everywhere, Unwanted facial hair. I’m a relation to Frankenstein’s creation.

It is my fondest wish that in the fullness of time, the American people will look back on the Franken presidency as something of a mixed bag and not as a complete disaster.

I bet they didn’t tell you that was in the gift bag.

I fight, knock them out, have some sex and Monday I’m back to hitting bags and kicking ass.