“How pleasant would it have been if our sorrows drowned themselves in our pellucid oceans of saline tears, beauty knows no limits.”

You can be both kind and considerate and know your worth at the same time.

Strength is crying, stumbling, falling, and yet finding the courage to get up and start yet again.

Cry it all out darling because sometimes what you need is a good cry.

At times, listening to the heart rather than the mind gives birth to enchanting moments.

Darling, you are a warrior, for even though each day feels like a battle, you keep fighting and live on.

When we struggle to find hope, sometimes hope finds us in the most unexpected moments and serendipitous ways.

Repentance and forgiveness both require courage and strength.

Growth is not a competition.

At times, a smile houses more sorrow than tears do.

Do not despair. The storm shall pass and the sun shall rise once more.

Choose peace over temporary pleasure.

Hang in there darling. The rain is necessary for the flower to fully grow.

Never let anyone mask their misbehavior towards you as authenticity.

Every album has its sad songs and happy songs.

Rain is the warm softness of a mother’s hand as she soothingly dabs that nasty smelling ointment on that bruised kneecap of yours, her delicate features creased with worry.

Her eyes sparkled with diamonds of hope and burned with fires of raw passion.

Won’t you let me sail the waves with you, we can dive into the darkest depths of each other and if you ever feel like drowning, I promise I will be there to bring you back to solid ground.

She was too much for you…Pouring her love onto you, she thought she would quench your thirst, but you drowned…She didn’t know your heart was just a shot glass and not a continent.

If I could choose how to die, I would drown in your eyes.

I saved a spider from death. Stuck on the smooth white curvature, Almost drowning in the bathtub of regret. Eight eyes looking up at me, a face he will never forget.

I’ll never understand how you dumped water on me but didn’t notice me drowning.

You drown not by falling in a river, but by staying submerged in it.

I’m suffocating on empty promises and twisted truths. I’m drowning in a bottomless pool of illusion.

If drowning taught me how to swim, this fall will teach me how to fall.