“Be kind even if its to yourself.”

I’ve always been famous, it’s just no one knew it yet.

Can’t see me cry ever again.

So many will try to destroy me. So many, over and over, coming in periods of greatness. But in this period, I cannot be broken.

For all my love little monsters I am your mom you are my child in my hand i protect you like my eyes but don’t worry I’ll catch you if you fall.

Let the blood and the bruises define your legacy.

Close your eyes and imagine a world without color, then open them and look at the world around you.

A middle finger is more New York than a corporate ambush. I bleed for my hometown, and I’d die for my fans.

Live your eyeliner, breathe your lipstick, and kill for each other.

We are not just Art for Michelangelo to carve, he can’t rewrite the agro of my furied heart.

Fight and push harder for what you believe in, you’d be surprised, you are much stronger than you think.

People ask me why I wear veils. I reply, I am mourning. Mourning what? Well I figure something shitty must be going on somewhere.

Holdin’ on so tight to this status, it’s not real but I’ll try to grab it.

It’s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again.

Sometimes in life you don’t always feel like a winner, but that doesn’t mean you’re not a winner, you want to be like yourself. I want my fans to know it’s okay.

You’re love is nothing I can’t fight. Can’t sleep with a man who dims my shine.

I am the excuse to explore your identity. To be exactly who you are and to feel unafraid. To not judge yourself, to not hate yourself.

Every live thing is a survivor on a kind of extended emergency bivouac.

Where the questions of religion are concerned people are guilty of every possible kind of insincerity and intellectual misdemeanor.

Be kind to one another, even when it’s not requested.

That power is found in the people. I am able to overcome any kind of challenge so long as I am working together with the people.

Nothing hurts a good soul and kind heart more than to live amongst people who can’t understand it.

Everything is so dreamy when you are young. After you grow up it kind of becomes, just real.

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

We don’t need to do awkward, brave, and kind alone. We were never meant to.