“Every fairytale has its own hell but there’s always heaven in the end.”

All it takes is a single moment of happiness to blemish even the deepest of scars.

I run away from myself, only to find myself in others.

This brain of mine tends to complicate the simplest of things.

Holding a rope full of thorns, dreaming of a rope full of flowers.

I am not going to apologise for the things I didn’t do and neither should you.

We ain’t flawless and yet we are precious.

My mind dwells in the blues.

The world seems hazy because my heart is heavy.

Everything is going to be alright, only if you want it to be.

Quitting is the easiest option available and I have never preferred an easy path.

Life is too short to keep it all just in your heart.

You are a piece of art with a beating heart.

If the Sun took away your hope today, only it can bring it back tomorrow.

Be your own patch of sunlight.

Some things hurt forever.

How about leaving all the ifs and buts behind?