“Don’t push away your emotions too hard, remember they can push back if held for too long.”

A window in Paris opens to a world of imagination.

Don’t just expect people to respect you and sit back. Stand as you demand it.

If you choose to make everyone happy, you choose not to make yourself happy.

If hurting me doesn’t hurt you, don’t ever come to me with a reason to fix us.

Even if it takes forever for you to bloom, make sure you are the most humble person in the room.

The goodbyes seem so untouchable yet causing impossible hopeless scars.

Slowly, you turned away. Slowly, I collapsed.

Change is scary when you too know you have been blind enough.

Anxiety lives free in my head, while happiness says away it has fled.

The magic isn’t about together always it’s about love anyways.

Live up to what seems the best, not what people tell you is the best.

Tell me you are not aching, tell me you’re pretending.

Respect your body, it’s a home to be thankful for.

Those pages became the ocean I left my traces on.

There always will be people to put you down, make sure there always is your desire to stay strong.

It’s good to give up on some things, sometimes it lets you free.

Sooner or later you’ll hear what your heart has always been telling you: stop trying to be who you think you should be – become who you are.

It’s such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it.

The first cut is the deepest.

People will ask you the question ‘how is life treating you?’ But my question is ‘how are you treating life?’ On that your happiness rests

This is what the heart wants. This is what the head won’t get.

Whereas women are most turned on by a man’s depth of presence, men are most turned on by a woman’s radiance and energy: how she moves, moans, smiles, and opens in love.

Silent lips speak the deepest truths.

After you die, you wear what you are.