Pina colada kisses and cocaine nipsnever lie, swear to me that this feeling is real.

Loving you was like jumping into the dark side of a pool, and drowning.

Dear Lover, Your laughter is warm rain, and you are the rainbow.

what is a journeywithout someone who wandersif sometimes a pairis made of two

solder. this is meand you together

...but beautiful mosaics are made of broken pieces.

All of my insecuritiesshine in the dark.

Dear Lover...you are the only man, who never hurt me, but broke my heart.

I wanted you mine. I wanted me yours.

You love meand love me notyour love is an arm of clockjoining hands with mineonly to leave me again

cherry reddenim tornholding closethe smell of warm

What separates people who made their dreams come true is not setting goals to achieve a life the way they expect it to be, but how they expect to be, in order to achieve it.

It was impossible to sleep. Anxiety stopped me from falling asleep

To endeavor to domineer over conscience, is to invade the citadel of heaven.

Throughout my life, I have grappled with my own identity, who I am. As a young child, I often felt ambivalent about myself; in fact, confused.

A doctor today would never prescribe the treatments my grandfather used in the Confederate Army, but a minister says pretty much the same thing today that a minister would have said back then.

A little adversity can't hold me down.

Wherever flaxseeds become a regular food item among the people, there will be better health.

A true friend is a sort of second self.

Either you don't know how to do something or you choose not to do something. There is no CANT!

Like the devout theologian seeing the Devil lurking everywhere, Menninger, the devout Freudian, sees aggression.