It's not my responsibility to be beautiful. I'm not alive for that purpose. My existence is not about how desirable you find me.

Light attracts light. But sometimes your light attracts moths and your warmth attracts parasites. Protect your space and energy

Later that night, I held an atlas on my lap, ran my fingers across the whole world, and whispered, ‘where does it hurt?’ It answered, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.

Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself - what you're wearing, who you're around, what you're doing. Recreate and repeat.

My alone feels so good, I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude.

Make peace with your body, it's not manmade, there are no flaws, there are no mistakes.

I’m overwhelmed. My biggest downfall is my brightest blessing, I feel too much, all the time. Ya Allah, if it’ll keep my heart soft, break my heart every day.

Don't assume, ask. Be kind. Tell the truth. Don't say anything you can't stand behind fully. Have integrity. Tell people how you feel.

Mother says there are locked rooms inside all women, kitchen of love, bedroom of grief, bathroom of apathy. Sometimes, the men, they come with keys, and sometimes the men, they come with hammers.

You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love.

With you, intimacy colors my voice. Even 'hello' sounds like 'come here'.

NOW! Never an Option to Wait!

I'm a DJ who makes dance music who got to play with Sting.

Most poets in their youth begin in adolescent sadness. I find it more rewarding to end in gladness.

The two hemispheres of the brain are two very different places and they don't share any cell bodies. They are completely separate entities.

There are some men who are consoled by the idea that there are women less attractive than their wives; and others who are haunted by the knowledge that there are more attractive.

The idea of Marilyn Manson has been brewing in my head, one form or another, since I was about 12 years old at a Christian high school in Canton, Ohio.

The true charm of pedestrians does not lie in the walking, or in the scenery, but in the talking.

It doesn’t matter if you’re rich or poor-the determining factor of success and happiness is contentment.

I want to write poems that are natural, luminous, deep, spare. I dream of an art so transparent that you can look through and see the world.