Magic Can Be Found In Stolen Moments.

Our Eyelashes Brushed Like They Would Weave Together By Themselves, Turning Us Into One Wild Thing. I Say, “i Think I Missed You Before I Met You Even.

No Matter How Bad Things Get, You Can Always See The Beauty In Them. The Worse Things Get, The More You Have To Make Yourself See The Magic In Order To Survive.

I Think Depression Creates In Me An Urgent Need To Write, But I Also Believe That Daily Stress, And Even The Positive Stress Of Intense Happiness, Can Compel Me To Express Myself Through The Written Word.

The True Warrior Isn't Immune To Fear. She Fights In Spite Of It.

Everything Was Chocolate Ice Cream And Kisses And Wind.