You must understand: they fear you. There is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames.
Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.
The universe took its time on you. Crafted you precisely so you could offer the world something distinct from everyone else. So when you doubt how you were created, you doubt an energy greater than us both.
Healing is not an overnight process. It takes time. Sometimes you will feel like you are finally over something and then it will hit you all over again. Just keep going. Breathe through it.
Your story is important, your story is beautiful, and your story is unique. It is what makes you, you.
What if the worst thing that happened to you turns out to be the best thing that has ever happened to you?
Your peace is more important than driving yourself crazy trying to understand why something happened the way it did.
Some days are for falling in love with people, some days for cities, and some for your time in solitude.
It’s okay to be sensitive. It’s okay to be emotional. It’s okay to express how you feel. Sensitivity is not weakness. It’s a beautiful part of you.
There are so many kinds of bravery in this world. Sometimes bravery is nothing more than gritting your teeth through pain, and the work of every day, the slow walk towards a better life.
You have grown from your struggles. They made you who you are today. They are part of your story, but they do not define you.
Her soul is a kaleidoscope bursting with every shade and hue, but shift your gaze ever so slightly and she’s something entirely new.
They may know your name, but they don't know your story. They may see your smile, but they don't know what you are hiding.
Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness yet become something beautiful.
There is nothing more beautiful than someone who goes out of their way to make life beautiful for others.
Be proud of how you've been handling these past few months. The silent battles you fought, the moments you had to humble yourself, the times you wiped your own tears. Celebrate your strength.
You have to believe that you are magic, that you can change the world, and you can live the life you dream of.
You are worth finding. Worth knowing. Worth loving. You and all your one million layers. Always hold that close.
Some days you wake up and feel a certain kind of loneliness. A loneliness that whispers quietly that you don’t deserve to be loved. Remind yourself that you do. You deserve to be loved fiercely.
Fall in love with someone who tastes like adventure but looks like the calm, beautiful morning after a terrible storm
