Letting go is fearless. Then, moving on and being alright, that’s fearless too.

I always have to be writing.

Seems like the only one who doesn't see your beauty is the face in the mirror looking back at you.

When I was younger we had a grape arbor, and my mom would go out and pick grapes and make grape jam in the sink - boil it, put it in jars, and give it away as gifts.

I can't deal with someone wanting to take a relationship backward or needing space or cheating on you.

We should love, not fall in love, because everything that falls, gets broken.

Nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out