I hate being a writer. i tend to stick my emotions in things that cannot reciprocate. I've become a whore for my craft.
I don't believe in sin. My relationships that failed have failed because I somehow attract devout christians. I don't believe in virtue either. I think people just do shit and it's life.
You can't fight and claim you want to be free from the oppressor while still holding tight to things the oppressor gave you.
Even the Us's are Them's.
It's okay to not know who you are and what you want. Those with the answers are usually very happy in their own stuck-ness
What you don't think about when you're planning for children is when you're going to teach them how not to be killed
I will help build your museumWhen you run out of space to hang your workYou can hang your work in mine
I'm homeless. I've taken to the belief that home is not where we lay our heads comfortably some nights, or where we entertain visiting friends. It's not where love is unconditional. When I look up and...
Some days I feel like I will die for them. Some days, with them.
Undeniable chemistry and horrific timing. They love each other.
I have to believe in reincarnation. believing that I'll be in one place forever is a hell in itself.
If you weren't built for this life, you'd be dead by now. i think the problem is people don't share enough of their pain with the world, so they never know who else is in pain, too, and what others ar...
In her head is warAll the time just warI put her to bedI bring peace to the world
Some writers may never create a work. Their purpose is to help others create their first word.
The scary part of being an artist is knowing that what makes you a better artist can also kill you.
The saddest thing about death, whether it's our own or someone we care for, is when the world doesn't stop we do.
My brain has become my enemy. We fight over creation and his need for sleep.
The thing about dignity: it can be destroyed, but not taken unless it's given away. It can always be beautified.
Too bad children don't know how profound their thoughts are.
The sun might be God. God might not watch us at night.