“Let it be known that I was born to be free.”

Honey, you are a rose.

A creature lives deep within, rotting far beneath my skin. Touch the pain inside of me, just to let my heart be free.

I was born from nature therefore, I am art.

For my own sanity, I must love myself in an obsessive and urgent manner. My life depends on it. I am healing.

With all the secrets and lies you keep. Your beauty is only skin deep. Vamp.

Everything intensifies during a full moon. Your edge creeps up slowly on the awaiting shore.

Because of her, I know unconditional love. Because of him, I have learned to forgive. Life lessons from mom and dad.

If I can inhale I can speak up.

I am filled with mirth at my own rebirth.

Leave all hurt in the past to let love in. Hopeful. Don’t block your blessings.

You don’t need him. Bloom baby, bloom.

Even the prettiest rose wilts.

What a privilege to be a woman.

But you’re acting like a weed.

A rose with her thorns is still a rose.

It was simply divine intervention.

Misfortune nobly born is good fortune.

We are all born children- the trick is remaining one.

All of us are born for a reason. We all are worthy.

It’s true what they say – the whole world stops when your child is born.

It’s not your fault you were born into a poor family or country.

The characters are born from repetition.

When two people reach the same depth, judgement ceases & friendship is born.

Death is easier than a wretched life; and better never to have born than to live and fare badly.