“I fought my way through plastic men the woman in me learned how to show her teeth no matter how fucking unladylike they say it makes me.”

We are survivors we glisten in the sun for all the nights I died alone I did not know another woman carried my song and it is beautiful now look what we have become.

We live in a society where I am a crazy bitch for going to any lengths to keep you away from me.

Writing spiteful poetry in a chapel I realized I have to love you no matter what you do.

I do not want my worth to be centered in men with fangs for teeth I do not deserve to be degraded in a leather seat my worth is powerful you will never take that away from me.

Can anybody hear me? Are my words going to waste I need to believe there was a purpose to all the pain?

Sex is not a map to me anymore I am more than my physical body.

I imagine poetry to be a living entity in me.

It may have been mad love but at least it made me taste something even if it was blood.

I believe the ashes of my past life were stepping stones to becoming free.

I wish I could drink my troubles away but I can’t even do that right.

Why do you call me only so you can control me god I know you are lying but remorse sounds so good in your throat?

Ana gets fed off compliments I’m only as sick as my secrets.

With all your words of glass, I felt the wedding dress rip If I don’t want to give you the satisfaction of seeing me cry why should I want to give you the rest of my life?

A woman of integrity I swallow stones I used to throw grace was daunting until I surrendered then everything changed a woman was made.

Spilling coffee-like tea on Sunday mornings with like-minded women is my favorite color of blooming.

Friendships that die are like a lost art.

The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence; the past is a place of learning, not a place of living.

Give the pupils something to do, not something to learn; and the doing is of such a nature as to demand thinking; learning naturally results.

The most important attitude that can be formed is that of desire to go on learning.

For peace to reign on Earth, humans must evolve into new beings who have learned to see the whole first.

Failure is a bend in the road, not the end of the road. Learn from failure and keep moving forward.

Taught from their infancy that beauty is woman’s sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.

Most of us must learn to love people and use things rather than loving things and using people.

Learn to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.