Life isn’t about building something with someone else. It’s about building something for a cause greater than yourself, but if someone comes along and they’re worthy enough, we let them build with us.

The beauty was nothing made sense. We were complex. We were intricate. We were designed with flaws which seemed to make everything perfect. But the defining word is seem. We don’t see what’s in front of us until it’s away from us. Until it’s behind us. Until it doesn’t bother us. Sometimes things aren’t perfect, yet they appear to be. Sometimes life doesn’t make sense until it does. But it always does.

You’re not supposed to be in a relationship because it’s comfortable, it’s supposed to be because they make you a better person.

Relationships aren’t meant to be based upon example. If you go with the flow all will come.

We can’t be afraid to dismiss the unappreciative.

To fall in love with pain is to fall in love with art.

Some fake happiness, some fake sadness and some fake an orgasm.

I write the right. I do the left.

Eventually I’ll stop writing about you and it’ll be bittersweet. Not because I’m not in love with you, but because I’ll just love you.