“When I told you to ruin me I wasn’t referring to my heart.”

Genuine soul connections are the real aphrodisiacs.

She was a restless soul, born with black wings and gypsy heart.

Oh come all ve misfits, you belong in my fun freak world.

From the ashes I rise, I am blooming into something radiant.

Spending time under the stars is never a waste of time.

She has one hell of a dark soul, but damn, it’s so full of light.

I have no room for monsters and cowards claiming to be something they’re not, who lie to get what they want.

If you’re afraid of a little fire. She may not be the one for you.

Old soul, Poet’s heart, Warrior’s mind.

I’m a tangled mess of wild and I don’t want to be unraveled. I like me this way.

He wasn’t like a moth attracted to her flame. He was like a vampire in love with her eternal darkness.

My eyes saw you, but damn, did my soul feel you.

We are all just humans trying to survive in this crazy world, in the spaces between birth and death.

I am inspired by many, but am in competition with only myself.

Sometimes she’s the gentle rain caressing you softly. Sometimes she’s the hurricane loving you madly.

Your darkness is hauntingly beautiful. Mesmerizing.