Dreams are the guardians of sleep and not its disturbers.
When we die, no one remembers us for what we weighed. Our weight isn't etched into our headstones.
What we wait around a lifetime for with one person, we can find in a moment with someone else.
Don't be so damn hard on yourself. Yeah, you screwed up. You're not perfect, fine. Learn from it. But don't punish yourself. Be kind to you, even when you screw up. You'll bounce back eventually. You'll make up for it.
If someone wants to lead a double life, they will find a way to do it. And they can promise you things until your nerves unfold and you can finally put up your feet. But it can all be a lie. There are no guarantees, even when people mean what they say at the time. People change their minds. People die. And the hurt is as real as a baseball bat.
Stop caring what other people think. How? Understand that this is your life, not theirs, and you'll have no one to blame but yourself if things don't work out the way you'd hoped. . . their opinion shouldn't matter more than your own.
There's something almost perfect in the ugly duckling syndrome. Because a sensitivity is tattooed on a part of you no one else can see but can somehow guess is there.
A fool puts her hand into a hollow tree without finding out what's inside first.
People who wear glasses, without them they always look unfocused, vulnerable. Out in the open. A layer removed.
If you kill a character people feel sad. That's too easy.
One of the interesting things about having little musical knowledge is that you generate surprising results sometimes; you move to places you wouldn't if you knew better.