she's a artist.
she was broken
but somehow
she found peace
in the pieces
scattered across
the floor
she's an artist in the way
she pieces herself
back together
to create something stronger
and a bit more beautiful
than before

♡

Do not despair
the fate of lost books.
faded, forgotten
old or even burned,
their words are still
remembered.
their lessons still
learned.

♡

In the end we will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends.

Success and failure are both part of life and both are not permanent.

One bad chapter doesn’t mean your story is over.

Bury my body,
and when they search for the soul,
tell them
it's still looking out for you.

♡

My heart is a river.
Come closer,
dice into my waters,
and quench you thirst.
I am giving you
all my love.

♡

if I could I would give my whole soul to bring you back love,
you are all that I wanted to own my love..
you are all that I wanted mine to be.🥀

♡

it took me seventeen years
to undertand
what they meant
when they said
that monsters don't live
under beds.

♡

💯

♡

It was me who was killing myself,
with my own thoughts.
The things which will never happen,
was making my mind to think that it already happened.
My mind was struggling to face that situation,
but in reality that situation never existed.

♡

my red flag is i could ignore you for days even if i like you, i don't want to look desperate but trust me i think about you all day.

When One door of happiness closes, another opens.

Some lies are beautiful,
Some truths are painful.

I don’t treat everyone the way I treat you, and you’ll understand that when you become everyone

Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry.

♡

my own moodswings abuse me . What do you expect????