I always knew I was an excellent liar; I just didn't know that I had it in me to fool myself.
Fate, I think, is a thief.
Write words youโre willing to burn at the stake for. Write words youโd believe in even if the rest of the world didnโt.
Love unrequited is violent. He loves you so much that he's turned it into hate.
The months fall to shards at my feet.
Everyone should remember being born. It doesn't seem fair that we only remember dying.