“Tears are my weapon to hide my pain just like thunder hides the sound of rain.”

My original appearance now is impure and that is why I try so hard to hide it from everyone harder than I work on keeping myself alive.

Living in the past stops you from moving forward, and living in the future stops you from living in the moment.

Ignoring the truth keeps you in the shadows.

We all have pain in life but we learn to live with it. When our pain leaves us and goes away, we feel empty. Pain is a pleasure.

No rose ever grew overnight, be patient.

You have to hurt before you heal: that’s how you know the recovery is real.

Letting go breeds freedom.

Our wings are built from the feathers of failure.

Make sure the burden you feel is the one you chose to keep.

At the heart of all men suffering lies the absence of safety, and from that absence, fear is born.

Loneliness breeds self-love.

He is living on a diminishing hope that good things await him in the future. A hope that promises a sense of contentment even though the scars from the past might never fade away.

Self love is a strength that only a few possess in this cruel world, don’t ever think of it as a weakness.

Silence is loud, more than the storm.

The earth doesn’t need to go to meet the sky. True love is the one that doesn’t get a destination.

He found peace in his own storms, but when he loves, he still has the thunder in his eyes, a hurricane in his mind.

The mirror in my room is a Liar. It doesn’t reflect what’s inside.

I have no one to talk to, and no one I feel I am trying to find meaning in this nonsensical paradox, with my heart on fire, I am constantly trying to heal.

When you go through heartbreak, you just do things that get you by.  Eventually, you realize it’s about making the most of life.

Never speak twice on how you feel.

You can’t help someone that doesn’t want to be helped. And you can’t love someone that doesn’t want to be loved.

Unless you are me, in my position, don’t ever tell me how to feel.

I found out I was riding for people who wouldn’t even walk for me.

I’m sorry that I don’t know how to love.