Robbing someone of their smile and putting it on your own face doesn't make you happy.

He laughed. I suddenly wanted to laugh, to laugh with him, to sit here, or maybe outside in the rain, and just laugh with him. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even smile.

I’m afraid I’ll be a book that no one reads. Music that no one listens to anymore. I’m afraid I’ll be abandoned like a movie playing in an empty theater.

Live creatively. Create life. These are two ways to make a better world.

The musician and the listener. If this is love between two strangers watching each other from afar, that rough, burning moment when you rush in and kiss is the show.

Some lessons are only delivered in the form of pain.

Don't expect anything ordinary from me, i'm weird, and i like myself as i am