There is no greater feeling of accomplishment than to create a world that solely exists in your imagination and be able to pull someone into this hidden place inside of my thoughts. To make someone care for a person that has manifested from my dreams, to make them hate me for putting them in danger, and for them to ask to be taken on another journey with me when it is all said and done is why I write.

And who cares what anyone here thinks? Enjoy life. No one gets out alive.

Write something worth reading and your voice will be heard.

Never let the opinion of another affect your opinion of yourself.

Your home is your jail, Bird. I'm going to set you free.

If you don't believe in yourself, why should anyone else?

Sometimes love burns so hot in your veins that it consumes all rational thought. You become a walking shell that can no longer function without your significant other whispering into your soul, telling your heart to beat.