“Think peace but prepare your heart for war.”

You are worth the attention and devotion they’re not giving you.

Weak men are afraid of a woman’s strength.

He destroyed her wings then punished her for not knowing how to fly.

The worst decisions are made under the shade of loneliness.

Some women fear the fire. Some women simply become it.

Who were you before the aches of a broken heart? Who were you before the world decided to tear you apart?

She is strong but she is tired.

I’m just a fucked-up lover searching for someone who will understand my scars and never leave my side.

The library is therapy for those with minds like mine.

We reach for hands unworthy of holding ours.

The most dangerous woman of all is the one who refuses to rely on your sword to save her because she carries her own.

You are tougher than your demons you are greater than the pain.

She was a beautiful savage.

I seek the truth we’ve never been told.

She burned flames and drowned oceans.

Take chances, and love will find its way to you.

It hurt the most when you are trying to fit in the place who are not meant to.

I push people away because I’m afraid if I get hurt, I might not heal again. I push them so away. I paint my walls so good they can’t recognize me anymore. I don’t give people a chance.

And every person you love breaks your heart is that why you call love so hard?

How many tears and how much pain. Before I stand up tall and rise again?

Once I was the sun. The sun that burnt so bright it lit up everyone’s sky. The sun ran out of fuel. The sun that died under its own weight. The sun that sucks on the light of others now. The sun is now a black hole, itself.

Don’t be afraid to love all your broken pieces. They will finally wether with the waters of ages, shrinking into friendly gemlike pebbles that are soft to your soul.

I have always wished someone to look right through all my struggles without me having to utter a word.

Leave me alone in the rain. Let me feel the pain.