Baby, I have no idea how this will end. Maybe the equator will fall like a hula hoop from the earth's hips and our mouths will freeze mid-kiss on our 80th anniversary or maybe tomorrow my absolute insanity combined with the absolute obstacle course of your communication skills will leave us like a love letter in a landfill. But whatever, however, whenever this ends I want you to know that right now, I love you forever.

and I wonder if Beethoven held his breath the first time his fingers touched the keys the same way a soldier holds his breath the first time his finger clicks the trigger. We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.

Remember, you didn’t come here to write your heart out. You came to write it in.

You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every single one begging 'Love me, love me, love me. Whoever I am. Whoever I become.'

I don't believe we're hateful. I think mostly we're just asleep, but the math adds up the same.

I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousand separate heavens for all of my flying parts

I could never trust anyone who's well adjusted to a sick society.