Live creatively. Create life. These are two ways to make a better world.
My heart was closed. Cold. I was self-conscious and cynical.
Love what you do, not the love you get for doing it.
You lose yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you
Don't expect anything ordinary from me, i'm weird, and i like myself as i am
I always make sure there’s an opening in my room - an inch at the door, or maybe even at the window. My grandmother taught me that if one dies during sleep, the soul needs an exit, or it will be forever trapped in the room.