I probably shouldn’t complain because I bring these things on myself. Someone comes around, claiming all these magnificent things about me, and creates a fantasy imaginary us in my mind. Then just like that, the light goes out, with no warning. And with it, goes the light in my eyes. And I’m left broken again. But not lucky enough to feel numb, just empty. In the worst way.
"There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people."
"I’ve begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own."
"Even a tiny spark of some hope or faith can get you really far and a long way. You don’t have to be the strongest person in the world to make it through something as long as you have a little bit of faith that you’re gonna make it. Maybe that’s all you need."