“The first supermoon of the year comes with a lot of love even if it’s clouded by heartache for some.”

Sometimes I wonder, do the trees get sad when they see leaves fell?

You’re given free reign to explore every part of yourself.

I think there’s a right time for everything, and I’m a true believer that everything happens for a reason.

Do not leave a sleepy girl In the sun.

There is still so much time to be all that you want to be.

Take time to get help for your mental health. It’s worth it to get to your full potential.

I’m not trying to be this cool girl. If you’re trying to be something you’re not, it’s slowly going to bite you in the butt.

I’m so socially awkward. I really had to put myself out there and meet new people.

You know how every model is like, ‘I do yoga.’ Well, I find horses have the same effect.

Humans are humans. If somebody’s mean to you, it’s not gonna feel good – no matter if you’re a man or a woman.

The secret is being yourself. I just gave it away to em.

I’ve always been really hard on myself. If I didn’t book a job, I would cry.

I still feel awkward taking a selfie sometimes; it feels a little weird.

If I don’t book a job, I like to see it not as a rejection but as a redirection to something different.

I took some time away to reflect and learn about myself in a way that would be too much to explain at the moment , but with time I will express.

The circle of life is crazy.

I thought religion would make me live with my head in the clouds, but as often as not, it grounds me in this world.

Ever building, building to the clouds, still building higher, and never reflecting that the poor narrow basis cannot sustain the giddy tottering column.

I’d have to be really quick to describe clouds – a split second’s enough for them to start being something else.

Between holding on and letting go october discerns october knows, that life lurks between the clouds of death and death breathes with every rebirth.

Have Hope. Though clouds environs now, And gladness hides her face in scorn, Put thou the shadow from thy brow, – No night but hath its morn.

I think if you’re an interesting person, you don’t have to cloud yourself in mystery for people to want to know more about you.

In the hour of adversity be not without hope, for crystal rain falls from black clouds.

Sorrows, as storms, bring down the clouds close to the earth; sorrows bring heaven down close; and they are instruments of cleansing and purifying.