Category: aesthetic

Everyone is a main character to someone.

A couple of times in your life, it happens like that. You meet a stranger, and all you know is that you need to know everything about them.

I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.

I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

As long as you’re trying, I’m staying.

Your heart and my heart are very old friends.

I can be someone’s and still be my own.

I write because you exist.

My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.

Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.