Imagine being someone’s unanswered prayers! And then eventually die in peace knowing that in your heart.

Some of us write stories, some get stories written about them. The rest of us die unnoticed.

In the garden of love, flowers don't die.

Every time you get dressed remember that, if you die, that's your ghost outfit forever.

The soul doesn't have enough food to nourish every part of you - you have to eventually decide which part shall live, and which shall die.

Forever is a lie....even Romeo has to die...

Oh Yes!!! Baby, you're a firework. Explode & die, Honey...

But should we keep the door open? What if someone else wants to walk in? What if they decide to return? What if we die, killed by these what ifs?

The hardest part of life I've ever dealt with was to keep going every time I wanted to lay down and die.