Sometimes you just have to take a leap of faith. I don’t need to hear what I feel in my heart.
Secrets are truths that show what we’ve been through – what we’ve survived.
There is a differenece between a bad boy and a boy that’s bad for you.
Love is not a shining star. Love is not the warm glow of the sun. Love is a river. Sometimes it’s shallow and other times a mile deep. It flows toward some and away from others. It’s rocky, slippery, and you can drown in it if you’re not careful. It creates ripples in the lives around us, and all we can hope for is to be a part of that river, no matter where it leads or how short the journey may be.
Maybe fire and kerosene don’t go together for a reason.
But after it’s all said and done, don’t you want to grow old with your best friend? At the end of the day, that’s who you want to share your life and laughter with. Someone who will be there in hard times to hold you tight. Someone who will fight for your honor and support your decisions. Someone who will encourage your dreams and help you to fulfill them.
And boom goes the dynamite.
Only trees are rooted in land, and there they stay. You should know this, great oak. But a man whose heart is rooted in family finds a home wherever his pack is, and he is truly the free man.
We’re all broken. Don’t you see that? We’re just pieces of ourselves, trying to fit with someone else to become whole. You and I fit.
I used to think love was like falling into a swimming pool, but maybe it was as delicate and slow building as a drizzle that turned into a heavy rain.
Family isn’t blood – it’s who has your back.
Tears are not just for children. My mother once told me that a soul is a river and that the spirits give us teardrops when we have converged with another life. We overflow with them because our spirits become wider and deeper than before. Those who lack love or compassion will not be given the gift of tears.
Tears don’t make you weak. Fear does. Weep all you want for what happened to ya, that’s your right. But never give someone your fear. That’s power. That’s control. – Christian Poe.
I may look like a dainty flower, but I’m really a wild weed.
Scars a testament to your bravery, not a symbol of weakness or inferiority.
Love shouldn’t come with conditions.
Sometimes ordinary people are destined for extraordinary lives.
People are more than who they allow you to see.
He circled around me, whispering in my ear. “I’m O positive. I’m everyone’s type.
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell. – Oscar Wilde.