I never expected to fall in love. I never expected to float or fall a thousand feet and create the crevice I called my life. But the thing with crevices, there’s always a top and always a bottom. And the feeling of appreciation when you look from the top and understand how fast it can all come crashing down — it’s more than beautiful and more than words could ever explain.

I never said I love you because I knew he would understand it differently. I loved him, and I still do, but it was as a chapter. It wasn’t as a fairytale ending.

You don’t get over it. You move past it. You move through it. You lose yourself to find it, and when found, it’s yours and no longer theirs.

I see you in every passing moment.

They’re scared of death, but that’s like being afraid of life.

How can you be afraid to live yet scared to die?

All of my bad ideas were always my best.

But could words bethe end of me?

We live in a world of contrast and it’s sad we are among people who can’t seem to grasp the differences surrounding them.