there's always been a little sadness inside my happiness.i've never been able to separate the two.

i am like the moon--sometimes, full.sometimes, black.sometimes,forever and ever alone.

i sometimes think i'm too in love with alone.who could i love more than this peace?

woman--another word for beginning.another word for revolution.another word for healing.another word for being.another word for me.

some people are so deepyou fall into themand you never stop falling.

oh, the heartbreakingly beautifultender weight of being human.

you're going to love your way out of this.out of the hurt.out of the pain.you're going to love your way out of itand be free.

i just want to be honest about my feelings without destroying everything.

love yourself first,and you will always be in love.