I dream too much, and I don't write enough, and I'm trying to find God everywhere.
I know sometimes, that all it takes to be invincible, is to know you are such.
We are ghosts, hungry for something bigger than what our lips are kissing.
Do not let one moment go by that doesnโt remind you that your heart beats 900 times a day, and there are enough gallons of blood to make everyone of you oceans
Love is a broken vase whose shape everyone remembers differently.
Believe me when I tell you my soul has squeezed into narrow spaces.