“Losing you was the becoming of myself.”

Why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it?

The idea that we are so capable of love but still choose to be toxic.

Do not bother holding onto that thing that does not want you – you cannot make it stay.

I long for you but you long for someone else, I deny the one who wants me cause I want someone else.

You have to stop searching for why at some point you have to leave it alone.

You may want that boy but you certainly don’t need him.

Like the rainbow after the rain, joy will reveal itself after sorrow.

You are your own soulmate.

Your body is a museum of natural disasters can you grasp how stunning that is.

Love is not cruel, we are cruel. Love is not a game, we have made a game out of love.

To heal you have to get to the root of the wound and kiss it all the way up.

I could be anything in the world but I wanted to be his.

Representation is vital otherwise the butterfly surrounded by a group of moths unable to see itself will keep trying to become the moth.

If you are not enough for yourself you will never be enough for someone else.

If I knew what safety looked like, I would have spent less time falling into arms that were not.

You have so much yet you are always hungry for more. The trick to being well-fed is you have to stop looking up at everything you don’t have and look around at everything you do.

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.

Hurt’s a reason to change, but all the hurt in the world don’t change facts.

Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.

Trust is important. But once a promise is broken ‘sorry’ means nothing.

Run at walls, break into new possibilities.

Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.

Why should some people have such a hard time during their few years on this earth?

I’ve learned that waiting is the most difficult bit, and I want to get used to the feeling, knowing that you’re with me, even when you’re not by my side.