I hope you don't let the girls in magazines make you feel anything less than perfect.
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I hope you don't let the girls in magazines make you feel anything less than perfect.
I've chased happiness my whole life, only to realize I've been running in the wrong direction.
What a surreal moment in time when you can hear your own heart break...
When I didn't know anything anymore, that's when I knew I was in love.
But me, I was born to create, and when I bleed, I'm bleeding ink.
There is really nothing beautiful about getting your heart ripped out. There is no pleasure in loving someone who doesn't love you back.
This is what's equally beautiful and terrifying about love: it's the one thing that cannot be explained.
I'm always running and I never know where I'm going.
And it hit me in the stomach so hard I almost fell over: it’s him, and he’s the one, and I will love him until the day I die.
There's an electricity between us that could light up New York City.
They will try and take your colors away, the bright ones and the bold ones. They will try to tone you down because you’re light is too blinding, your fire too hot - they can’t stand it. They will hiss at you and spit and scream, but baby, you don’t have to be one of their pastel colors.
You can choose to let the wind blow out your flame or help you build a firestorm.
Sometimes I'm just a girl crying in her room about a boy that broke her heart.
He told me he could never stop loving me. Not even if he’s married with three kids to someone else. He says, I’m just not the kind of person you could ever unlove.
I'd give up oxygen for you.
I found my mind was too big for the box it was build for.
He makes the sun shine in my darkest corners.