breathing dreams like air

it is what it is 

the sunrise, of course, doesn't care if we watch it or not. it will keep on being beautiful, even if no one bothers to look at it

but darling.

in the end, you've got to be your own hero, because everybody's busy trying to save themselves 

i'd risk the fall just to know how it feels to fly

some days, i feel everything at once. other days, i feel nothing at all

i don't know what's worse: drowning beneath the waves or dying from the thirst 

she was the type to fall in love with the moon, and everything that was beautifully unreachable 

stay determined

life is tough darling, but so are you

the trouble with trouble is, it starts out as fun

i used to build dreams about you 

some days i can conquer the world. other days, it takes me three hours to convince myself to shower 

love can sometimes be magic. but magic can sometimes be just an illusion 

you are free to choose but you are not free from the consequence of your choice 

believe in yourself a little more

all she ever wanted was unpredictable kisses and unforgettable laughter 

a plan is not always needed. sometimes you just need to breathe, let go and trust the universe 

far too many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be the right person 

no one has it all figured out