Marisa Donnelly

You may be sensitive, but you’re a damn fighter. You’re strong. You have a backbone, a brain, and a heart that is forever absorbing the energy from the people around you.

Pain is of this world, not of God.

Eye contact.

I’m scared of how you hold my hand with such gentleness, it feels like coming home.

Let love transform you, not define you. Let love bloom within you, not build your sense of self. Let love teach you, not tell you how to live. Let love become a part of you, not your identity.

Be brave. Shatter expectations. Say no, say yes. Scream your hopes to the sky. Shine with all your brilliance, even if you make mistakes along the way.

You’d rather keep your thoughts or feelings to yourself than risk hurting your partner’s feelings or starting an argument.

Cancer: Your need for security.

I bring passion
into places where there is none. I turn flickers
into flames.

“I call on the LORD in my distress, and he answers me.” — Psalm 120:1

It’s okay if you’re a mess, if you’re still ‘figuring it out,’ if your lost or trying to find your way—life isn’t about having it all together, but about moving forward—day by day, step by step.

What matters to me is that I live fearlessly, is that I love boldly, is that I look back and know I gave this life and the people in it everything I had.