“A fraction of an ounce of kindness from you was enough for me to fall.”

Be an artist in a world of content creators.

Curves on a body are invitations to desire. Embrace them wherever they are.

Reserve the language of sculpture for the art of sculpture. Lest you confuse beauty with the shape of a jaw or art with the size of a stomach.

My hands reached your body like braille, and your curves and edges tell a story of beauty and grace.

Your trauma doesn’t build character, it builds a wall around you.

What good is forever when all we have is now?

Grief is a love preservative. My heart is a jar. My blood is the brine. The memory of you I steal inside.

Don’t ever think I am fragile because I asked you to handle me with care. It was not a plea, it was a warning. My strength keeps me safe but I can’t say the same for you.

In leaving me you turned of the future into a creature of the past.

These secrets sit sourly on my tongue. They linger the longer I go without a sip of your sweet elixir.

How exhausting it must be to fear death, when you can simply howl at the moon.

Your lips I see they without from me, but your eyes can’t keep a secret.

The fear that I would one day run out of things to say to you became the hope that soon I can sit in silence with you.

You met me whole and left me broken.

I don’t need you to myself in order to love you as my own.

Nothing is ever black and white but I’m sick and tired of all the grey area.

If I fall over and make mistakes, I’ll pick myself back up and hope for the best and try to conduct myself with as much authenticity and moral code.

You always hope that the cloak of inspiration will fall, and you’ll be O.K.

To disarm a zealot, teach him truth by precept, and mildness by example.

Too many children in foster care are falling through cracks. Be a hero, take the time learn about adoption today.

I’ve learned That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.

If you fall off a horse, you get back up. I am not a quitter.

I’ve learned that no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.

And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.