“The lava that erupts from the volcanoes has been reoccurring for far too long and even tho I’ve been warned that my lava can burn others I can’t help but erupt at the possibility that someone will want to burn for me.”

My headspace is a playground and I’m still delayed in its construction.

I am not sorry for the way I love. I am only sorry for loving people who haven’t a clue on how to love themselves.

If there’s no struggle, you haven’t struggled yet.

For being still can either bring one clarity or chaos. You decide what the silence is worth.

I no longer seek the love I think I deserve but rather the love I’ve always deserved.

I love the little things in life but when it comes to me, why do I find those little things about myself hard to love? I am everything I need.

I was in love with my own chaos, gripping tightly onto fantasies, falling into traps that swallowed me whole. I am in awe of how chaotic I am, as falling hard into my own trap saved me from who I became.

Are you only surrounding yourself with people because they add to your life or are you filling a void?

The beauty in the suffering is not the lack of love they have, it’s the depth of love they swam into that drowned them among their highest waters.

We start looking for approval from strangers when we feel we can’t approve of ourselves.

We are perfectly imperfect human beings.

If I were a garden and the seed were my soul, thus blooming is a process but I’m impatient.

You can’t appreciate the sunshine if you’ve never stood in the rain.

The wind tickles my skin trees bend back and forth sunlight kisses the earth and yet with no sound at all, I hear everything. I am peace.

People who do not make room to love you, simply do not make room to love themselves.

It’s okay to water your own plants. Expecting the rain to come when your plants haven’t fully grown, will stall your blooming. Don’t wait for others.

If a man talks bad about all women, it usually means he was burned by one woman.

We will make electricity so cheap that only the rich will burn candles.

Laughing is the best calorie burner.

So, have a little fun. Soon enough you’ll be dead and burning in Hell with the rest of your family.

A joyful heart is the normal result of a heart burning with love. She gives most who gives with joy.

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.

When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.

To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.