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Use love as the only instrument to question the world around you.

Maybe love was meant to save us from ourselves.

You__e not a bad person, you__e just a little bit different and I__ a sucker for that.

It was never about the world being too big, it was more like she was too much for the world to handle.

She was broken from moment to moment, watching her world collide she felt lost inside herself. She fell apart for a passion that flamed beneath her. She waited and died a hundred times, it dripped from her pores. The moment she let go, she soared over the stillness like the star she was born to be.

Madness and chaos are self-destructing but over thinking is the suicide.

Society will always be too fragile to accept us for all that makes us beautiful.

I had to learn to live without you and I couldn't make sense of it, because I left so much of me inside of you.

Suddenly, everything was beautiful. The way she viewed the world was nothing more but a reflection of herself.

If I lived a million lives, I would've felt a million feelings and I still would've fallen a million times for you.

It__ funny, for all it took was a broken heart and that alone was enough, enough for her to do everything she ever dreamed of.

She was broken, I think it__ because she loved too much and she was always blind to the fact that love too is sometimes broken.

The best kind of humans are the ones who stay.

Somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. So burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe it__ the chaos which helps us find where we belong.

A tamed woman will never leave her mark in the world.

Sometimes the most beautiful people are beautifully broken.

Sometimes to self-discover you must self-destruct.

Death is the easy part, the hard part is living and knowing you could be so much more then you__e willing to be.