“It’s quite sad that some words never reach the person they were written for.”

I live in quiet confusion, in calm chaos, and in gentle waves of passion.

It’s both a blessing and a curse to feel so much.

My thoughts are like whiskey – one shot and I’m left with a bitter taste in my mouth.

Don’t let this dissipate. Don’t let this evaporate into thin air. Don’t let this go.

Listen to the silence it will speak to you in a way that no amount of chaos and noise ever could.

I live in spaces between contradictions for I am a paradox with the depth of an ocean.

I love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.

Time passes. But pieces of my heart remain in the moments of the past that ignited the colors of my soul.

I am laden with sorrow. But always hopeful of tomorrow.

It will never be like the way it always was.

Don’t you get it? I’d live and die for you. You have my heart locked in prison. And yet you are my greatest source of freedom.

Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.

The adult heart beats differently.

Quiet, that’s how I go when there’s a lot to say.

Rip out my heart. Dissect the atriums and valves. You’ll find nothing but love pouring out.

It’s not so much about seeing the light as it is feeling the light.

We don’t love qualities, we love persons; sometimes by reason of their defects as well as of their qualities.

Everyone has freedom to say whatever they want to say. I think it takes a stronger person to hold their tongue as opposed to speaking out.

In a relationship I’m a very loving person, emotional and sensitive.

My upbringing is why I am the person I am today. I have very wise parents.

We came to America, either ourselves or in the persons of our ancestors, to better the ideals of men, to make them see finer things than they had seen before, to get rid of the things that divide and to make sure of the things that unite.

It is not your fault for falling in love with the wrong person. It is easy to mistake familiarity for love, if the love you received as a child was flawed.

I’m a casual sneaker person, I like to be calm drippy.

I have never thought about my sexuality being right or wrong. To me it has always been a case of finding the right person.