But maybe you see beauty in me because you are beautiful, not because I am.
You loved ferris wheels more than roller coasters because life shouldn’t be lived at full speed, but in anticipation and appreciation.
I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you happy, and when you get tired of looking at me, I promise I’ll sing.
Why don’t you focus on where you’re going and less on where you came from?
Regret is just life's aftertaste.
Sometimes a beautiful face is false advertising