We can’t help who we love. But we can help who we are. We can decide to become ourselves.

Say anything, save everything, if we say nothing this love will die…. We’ll say anything, feel everything, I want to be with you so this love can fly. We’ll hang on to every word and we’ll scream, we’ll whisper. Say anything.

standing still is like running on ice—I only gain a little distance when I fall… tired of telling myself it’s okay to be this tired. this sick and tired of the turns the world takes and the people that it makes us be.