Dear Young Self

You are meant to be awesome. Carry on, be yourself.

Never let go of mom's hand.

Loving might be a mistake, but its worth making.

Mom is right. About everything. Deal with it.

Fashion always goes full circle. Save the cool stuff for your kids.

It's okay to be weak, but don't go showing it around.

You have to speak up for yourself. You are the only one that can.

You have a purpose in life. Start figuring it out now. Later might be too late.

Save yourself for marriage.

Be brutally honest, especially with yourself.

The American dream is actually a nightmare.

Make a decision today that makes a difference tomorrow.

You don't have to make a decision now, but be something great when you grow up.

Do epic shit.

Never grow up.

Surface Perfection

Discreet disregard could possibly be worse than blatant disrespect.

Why do you do what you do

This job is not my life.
It pays for my life, but it's not my life.

We work to make a living... What is life without living.

Love Story


It should never be the story of how you make me weak for you
Never about how I fell for you.

It should be about how you make me stronger, better, wiser.
Tell the story of a love so strong that it gives me the courage to trust again.

Happy Medium

You are lucky if you can find a job that makes you money.
You are fortunate if you find a job that makes you happy.

But you are blessed beyond measure when you can create a life that makes you both.

Conversation Changers

Dad: How's work? Any more promotions coming up?
Me: Not yet... But I might move to Chicago next year.
Dad: What? Are they tripling your pay or something.
Me: No. Not quite.
Dad: (serious face) You. are. not. moving to Chicago
Me: (extending my hand)Hello, I don't think we've met. I'm a grown up.
Dad: (shaking my hand... Serious face... Silence)

What's Love

Lips that say so much
But never speak a word

Be prepared to know me with your eyes closed.

All The World's A Stage

When asked to name the one person absent from her life that she missed the most, she responded, "The person I hoped I'd be by this point in my life."

The Most Caring Child Contest

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry”

Eyes wide open

Just because I don't react, doesn't mean I don't notice.
"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, all with a specific role to play. Even at a funeral. I was searching for my role in life. You get one shot. Can't go back and change anything." Idlewild

Be Irreplaceable

Of Death and Dying

I wonder how many people
When dying
"I can die this way"

Because so often,
We hear
"I can't die now, not like this"



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When I Meet Love

He will not have a bouquet of roses in his hands
He will despise the color red
He will think Teddy bears are childish
And I'm quite certain that he will know, candy isn't good for me.

When I meet Love

He will not run, trip or fall for me
He will not profess feelings of hearts and skipped heartbeats.

He will walk carefully
He will get to know me.

When I meet love

He will not Speak to me a soliloquy
He will Simply breathe until his lungs are full
He will do nothing differently
He will understand.


Life breathes heavily around you
You sit Indian style centered in your room

The sun breaks through the blinds
But you ignore her heated stare

He Could Change The World

With His hands behind His back.


He has a loyalty that mirrors a shadow
Willing to follow me wherever I go

And in the darkest moments
He becomes one with me.

Allowing me to disclose my secret memories

I believe in fairytales

I need someone to understand why
and not judge me for it

Far Too Often

I think bigger than my reality

I ignore my intuition and try to cover it with my idea of happily ever after

I make believe that everything is perfect

I say, everything's gonna be alright

Even when I don't believe it myself.

I think that I can think things into reality.

I believe in the law of attraction,

that. What I think about ,I bring about

So I refuse to think the worst of you

Of me

Of life
Lately I've been Disturbed
By the ghosts
Of my greatest mistakes

Mistakes that I don't know for sure that I learned from

Sometimes it still hurts
Makes me feel an uncertain way

Feels like regret
Feels Like betrayal
Like a Nightmare.