remind that boy your body is not his home he is a guest warn him to never outstep his welcome again

he placed his handson my mindbefore reachingfor my waistmy hipsor my lipshe didn't call mebeautiful firsthe called meexquisite - how he touches me

stayi whisperedas youshut the door behind you

I will not have youbuild me into your lifewhen what i want is tobuild a life with you-the difference

I will not have youbuild me into your lifewhen what i want is tobuild a life with you

isn't it such a tragic thing when you can see it so clearly but the other person doesn't

i am not a hotel room. i am homei am not the whiskey you wanti am the water you needdon't come here with expectationsand try to make a vacation out of me

i am watersoft enoughto offer lifetough enoughto drown it away

for you to see beauty heredoes not meanthere is beauty in meit means there is beauty rootedso deep within youyou can’t help butsee it everywhere

i am a museum full of artbut you had your eyes shut

what terrifies me most is how wefoam at the mouth with envywhen others succeedbut sigh in reliefwhen they are failingour struggle tocelebrate each other iswhat's proven most difficultin being human

They say that life is just a blank chain, and precious moments are the beads we hang off it to make it beautiful.

You do not need to pay attention to those voices within you that create pain, or make you feel less competent, smart or able.

We have the right to lie, but not about the heart of the matter.

I actually feel that all drama has an element of comedy in it. A great deal of that I learned from writers like Chekhov who called his plays his comedy even when they touch on tragedy.

If I had one day when I didn't have to be all confused and didn't have to feel that I was ashamed of everything. If I felt that I belonged someplace. You know?

I've defended my title for eight years, let's see if Ricky (Hatton) is still champion in four years.

Why would you stick someone you love down in a lonely hole in the dirt? Where it's cold, and dirty, and full of bugs?

God, you’re sexy when you talk Psy.

I wish emotional bruises healed like physical ones.

I grew up taking piano lessons and liking Wagner when I was in second grade.