Carelessness was once something to be owned. They wore it around their necks as they joined the springtime breeze while ducking in and out of the forest believing their fairy tale.

Despite her words about letting go, melancholy washed over her. Because words are easy and often thrown around with trite intentions.

I ached with loss that I’d never allowed myself to feel. As if I was leaving something important behind. And that something was me.

Leaving yourself behind is the worst loss a person can know.

There was something comforting about believing in things that didn’t exist.

In the darkness, she listened to the silence. She wallowed in the beautiful nothing it made.

But sometimes, things are better to just hear. Some questions better left unasked. Some words better left unsaid. Because saying them doesn’t make you matter any less.

Couches and tables and beds don’t make a home. Home is where you feel less alone.

Because nothing was sacred. Not in this world. Not in stones. Not in trees. Not in legacies. Certainly not in love.

Change is coming, she whispered to the bugs bouncing off her window. You can’t escape it.

every choice i have ever made after you existedhas been dependent on exactlyhow close i can have you next to meand how long i can get you to stay.

Let's read as if books were to disappear tomorrow!

Memories are the only thing tie us to the past

Sunlight dusts them

Maintaining a Healthy life is creative for long for long life.

The finding of God is the coming to one's own self.

You know I take music seriously, right? So I expect journalists to take being a journalist seriously.

I do love the young adult novels as a form and genre, because it has a purity of intention and heart.

Time will not slow down when something unpleasant lies ahead.

Real love isn't ever ambivalent.