We come from the mentality, that rarely sees the horror in symmetry or the beauty in non-conformity

What I said was I’ll miss you what I meant to say was I love you what I wanted to say was that I meant what I said and it’s funny how all those things I could have said flooded my head after we said goodbye and I should have told you I’d be willing to hold you until my flesh crumbles into bone because I’m willing to die alone but god knows I don’t want to live that way.

But we are more than genteel or civilized/ we are an idea in the process of being realized.

To discover the thing you're brilliant at you first have to endure realizing all the things you're average at.

Look at an avalanche, and see that we are at our most powerful when we let go. Look at a flower, and see that we are at our most beautiful when we open up.

Maybe the best we can hope for is that those we leave behind find comfort in knowing, that we’re born out of love, and not science. That biology explains the how, but love explains the why

If your heart is broken, make art with the pieces.