In my free time, while I sit in the desk chair in my bedroom, I fill my brain with words that only build on my desires to be sitting on a plane instead.
The universe knew that human beings would have their hearts broken a lot and it gave the heart the power of reincarnation, so it could heal itself from even the most colossal of heartaches and love again brand new. Isn’t that incredible? That your heart is capable of loving again, no matter how badly it has been hurt?
Open your heart to love. Its peace, let it find satisfaction, a home.
She is a romantic, but she is also a skeptic. She loves herself, but she also hates herself.
He chose you.
Your body is held together with tissues for a reason. You may end up with some scars, but you will not depreciate in value.
You and I are damaged – but you already know that, and it is because of those tangled experiences that have become part of our character, that we are now able to see what is right in front of us – a blind faith yet serendipitous intuition of anticipation.
Don’t you know that you are the only light that this deep, dark world can see? That your heart sparks kindness and raises the hope for humanity?
I lost and I loved and I lost everything again and again
They ask you why you’re so damaged. So you explain that when you love someone, your heart breaks off and the other person stores a piece of that break inside them.