Red is the first color of spring. It's the real color of rebirth. Of beginning.
How can we appreciate anything fully when overwhelmed with too much?
So much of life is in the smallness of moments...but they are harder to mark. So we need the grander celebrations and occasions. People like to feel significant.
Being a teen is past for me. Worrying about the world and my place in it is not.
Is falling in love with someone's story the same thing as falling in love with the person himself?
Everything I dream is something simple and plain and everyday. That’s how I know they are dreams. Because the simple and plain and everyday things are the ones that we can never have