I'm sick and tired of "You'll be fine." well, how do you know? Can you read minds? Have you ever felt so lost inside, so unloved within that you almost die? Have you ever stepped out of the light and realized there's a stranger inside?

Love is not the absence of logic
but logic examined and recalculated
heated and curved to fit
inside the contours of the heart

The refrigerator is a clear example that what matters is what's inside.

I've mastered the art of not giving a fcuk while simultaneously caring way too much

That awkward moment when you can't tell if someone is homeless or a hipster

My hidden talent is letting all of my homework and other obligations pile up until the very last minute so i can crack under the pressure and have a mental breakdown

Dont judge a person by the color of their skin or by the content of their character but by the shape of their eyebrows

Whenever i take a drink and miss my mouth, i sit there with a wet chin and contemplate every failure i've had in life

Remember what they say, there's no shortcut to a dream. It's all blood and sweat and life is what you manage in between

Let's not talk about hate when there's hell to pay for my cowardice and your bad timing. We don't admit it but we never see eye to eye but it's not through a lack of tryin