The holy have done more damage to this world than the devil ever could.

Do you think anger is a sincere emotion or the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?

When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and pray for rain.

We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.

I have never met a heavy heart that wasn’t a phone booth with a red cape inside Some people will never understand the kind of superpower it takes for some people to just walk outside Some days I know my smile looks like the gutter of a falling house But my hands are always holding tight to the ripchord of believing

You keep worrying you’re taking up too much space. I wish you’d let yourself be the milky way.

You have a heart of gold and I am kneeling in your bloodstream panning for the only thing that has ever felt like home.