“Their compliments should not define you and nor should their criticism break you.”

Never allow any soul to clips your wings, you were born an ember. You were born a flame.

We all have a voice. If you take a stand, you could be changing someones life.

Next time they are cruel to you, listen carefully, and if you listen you will hear their pain and just like that see their heart.

You’re too powerful to be a slave of acceptance.

I refuse to be ashamed of the fact that my body does bleed each month; it is why we are all here.

You’re too powerful to be a slave of acceptance.

If you don’t set your spirit free now then when will you find your wild.

And one day I hope your path leads you to a place where you love yourself as much as I love you.

There is a fire raging inside you; do not allow anyone to extinguish it. And so on these nights when you think you are broken, remember the flame, and feel it burn.

There is a world up ahead where people are not targeted for beliefs or bodies, where peace isn’t a fantasy but reality. Build the world you hope your children will see.

I had all of the love in the world but I could not see it. We are blind when we don’t know how to love the very bones and blood that make us.

Shame bleeds through generation to generation. That is not the legacy I wish for you.

Be the light that floods the wounds of people lost in their own darkness.

If you don’t set your spirit free now then when will you find your wild.

Missing you is the cruelest thing I could do to my heart, and maybe that’s why I do it: its easier to hurt myself than love myself.

We all have a voice. If you take a stand, you could be changing someones life.

We wilted – like weeping willows wallowing wistfully in the wind.

You closed the book before we could reach the end.

Muses are born from a soul that is aching but I would sacrifice the most beautiful art if I could stop one heart from breaking.

Are we still in the same world? Then why do I feel so far away from you? As if our two worlds were separated.

When they try to break you down let the rain nourish your roots; let yourself flourish away.

You decided you loved me when I decided I was done waiting.

Talking to you wrecks me because it is a glimpse into what I could have had if only.

Love, let go you’re holding on to things you no longer know – release.