“Posts after posts I scroll, trying to find inspiration to write, or maybe just looking for a will, to kick away the laziness, and get off this state of mind, but nothing happens, as I scroll on and on, with the clock ticking, I scroll my life away.”

I jab my own heart with a knife, thinking about you on and on. How dare you enter my life just to make me feel torn?

I don’t care how many times I fail, for one day, I will succeed. And that success will be worth a million failures.

The fiercest battle starts at home.

I miss you, I still do, It’d be weird not to. For once upon a time, I was yours and you were mine, through sparkles and grime.

I’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.

I don’t know. Don’t know anymore, my purpose, destiny, do I even have any? don’t know anymore.

Love is more than expensive gifts and grand gestures. It’s the little things that matter.

Am I just a overthinking maniac? Or am I the girl that got left behind?

When words fail, tears well.

Is it a blessing or is it a curse, to feel everything so deeply.

I feel like my breath is muffled, and my heart is too heavy to beat, as if I’m drowning in a pool of air.

So, I am thanking you today, because of you, I am me.

To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.

You’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.

Oh, darling, you fell in love with a girl not worth loving.

I used to be a mighty dragon, the one that breathes fire, I used to be a magical unicorn, sprinkling rainbows everywhere, but now I’ve lost it, the magic hidden within.

Light will someday split you open.

I can’t change the whole world but I can change my world.

We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.

You don’t have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.

You have been given everything you need to design the life you desire. You’ve got this.

In war, mere appearances have had all the effect of realities; and that a person, under a firm persuasion that he can command resources, virtually has them; that very prospect inspiring him with hope and boldness in his exertions.

Its never a question about when you’re going to be great, but what you’re going to do with the greatness you already have.

Success isn’t about the end result; it’s about what you learn along the way.