Friendship isn't about who you've known the longest, it's about the person who walked in your life, said "I'm here for you." And proved it.

Your skin is not paper so don't cut it, your neck is not a coat so don't hang it, your body is not a book so don't judge it, your heart is not a door so don't lock it, your life is not a movie, so don't end it.

It's better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you're not.

The thing that hurts even more than loosing them, is remembering all the good times we've had together.

A part of me wants an answer, but a part of me doesn't want to know,
A part of me wants to keep holding on, but a part of me wants to let go.

Trust takes years to build, seconds to break, and forever to repair.

Confidence is not "will they like me?"
It's "I'll be fine if they don't."

Time doesn’t heal wounds; it only teaches you how to live with them. Once glass is broken, it can never truly be glued back together.

Started with one every month,
Now, I've lost track of how many I've done,
A pleasure that comes with insufferable pain,
Told myself "Tomorrow" but it's always the same,

I've lost a war that I've been trying to win,
I feel trapped in a cycle I got myself stuck in,
A shadow that haunts me and doesn't even try to hide the lie,
It started with one pack, and now my lungs are starting to die...

The worst part of betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies—it comes from the ones you trusted most, turning love into pain and loyalty into loss.

Love is like a fire, warming your soul,
But it burns if you’re careless, devours you whole.
It whispers of joy, then it shouts out in pain,
A dance in the sunshine, a kiss in the rain.

It’s giving your heart with no guarantee,
A ship on the waves, adrift on the sea.
Yet still, we all chase it, though it cuts like a knife,
For love, in its sorrow, gives meaning to life.

They roam where shadows softly fall,
Silent whispers, pale and tall.
With eyes that gleam like a dying star,
They watch, they wait, from near and far.

Their touch is cold, their breath is still,
A promise sweet, a deadly thrill.
Eternal nights, they choose to roam,
For blood is life, and dark their home.

A shadow spread, so cold, so still,
It touched the weak, it broke the will.
Through empty streets, it crept, it stayed,
And life it stole where children played.

The nights were long, the world in fear,
But hope stayed close, its light so near.
For even storms must pass away,
And dark gives to brighter days.

Don't look back at the past, it may have been the best years of your life, but you can make the future better.

It's not the word that hurts, it's the person who said it.
It's not the knife that hurts, it's the person who did it.
It's not the broken promise that hurts, it's the person who broke it.
It's not the lie that hurts, it's the person who told it.
It's not the scar that hurts, it's the story behind it."

The world is a dangerous place to live, not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it.

The room still, the silence so loud,
The peace and quite, not a single sound,
My thoughts fill, the void of the room,
As my mind leaves Earth, and travels to the moon.

I close my eyes, my head leaned against the wall,
As I think of the universe, the Earth feels small,
The silence filling the rooms emptiness,
My mind traveling far, into the abyss.

A villain is just a broken hero, whose story has never been heard,
A shadow cast by silence, lost in an unspoken word.
Their scars tell tales of battles, of love that slipped away,
Of dreams turned into ashes, and nights that stole the day.

In their eyes, a flicker lingers, of the light they used to know,
A hero wrapped in darkness, where pain and anger grow.
For even in their darkness, a longing heart remains,
A villain is just a hero, bound by unseen chains.

Like the people who talk to you in their free time, but love the people who make free time to talk to you.

There is a seat waiting for you at tables you haven't even seen, doors are opening for you that you didn't even knock on.

You belong in rooms you haven't even dreamed of yet, the universe is already aligning for your arrival, just trust the journey.

Don't just see 2025 as another year, see it as another chance to change yourself.

Good things come to those who believe, better things come to those who are patient, best things come to those who don't give up.

It's always easier to lie when the truth hurts, but maybe the brutal truth is better than an easy lie. A flower can't grow without rain and sun.

Every second, every minute, every hour, everyday, is a chance to change, don't think you can't just because you don't want to.

“People cry not because they’re weak, it’s because they’ve been strong for too long.”

-Johnny Depp.

Stop being afraid of what could go wrong, and start being excited about what can go right.

It might seem impossible but that doesn't mean it is, impossibility is like a nightmare, but a nightmare always ends in a dream.

"Don't let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they're bored and step on you when they're done, be like drugs, let them die for you."

I'll give them my heart, they'll break it in a second, and yet here I am, still missing their presence.

It's easy to love a flower, but it takes a lot to love a leaf. It's ordinary to love the beautiful, but it's beautiful to love the ordinary.

The sun disappears into the horizon, the light brighter than ever, a sparkle lights up in my eye, as I watch the sun say its last goodbye.

If you repeat a mistake, it's not a mistake, it's a decision, no one can repeat a mistake unless they wanted to.

It's funny how they can just pretend you dont exist, while you sit there thinking about them all day.

Yes, you never looked nice. You looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make people feel something.

Ever since you've gone, I've felt a peace of me missing, we've never been more than friends, but then why is it so difficult to let you go?

Your smile is like a sun, it brightens my day, your voice is like the wind, it sways me away, you think you're another person, but I see a star, you think you need to change how you act, but I love the way you are.

Something's missing in my chest, I think I need a medic, I've been looking for a flaw in you, I don't really get it, you don't evеn know you're flawless, and it's giving me a hеadache

The wind sings a whisper through the trees, a haunting tune of winter's breeze. Frost paints patterns on the glass, echoes of the season's past.

Snowflakes dance in the pale moonlight, a quiet ballet in the night. Stars twinkle in the velvet sky, as winter's melody drifts by.

Fireplaces crackle with a warm embrace, homes alight with a cozy space. The world outside in white repose, as winter's song gently flows.

The rain hits the pavement over and over again, drops fall on my window and stream down, casting a breath-taking shadow on the floor.

The stars dance in the night sky, wolves howl at the sight of a full moon, the wind whistles through the empty streets, street lights flicker, one by one turning off.

Perfect, isn’t it?

I gaze at the stars, lying back on the grass, it's almost midnight, yet I don’t feel the need to sleep, how could I? This night feels like a dream.. So peaceful, so perfect...

I take a deep breath of the fresh air, it smells like the ocean a place I loved, but now comes in 2nd as nothing can compare to this night, a night that I have only dreamed of, and now experiencing...

I slowly close my eyes, and take a deep sigh, the cold air feels so calming, the silence is so loud, the moon reflects a glowing light, it seems I have found... A Perfect Night.



As everybody sleeps recharging for day, I lie here, wide awake, how can I sleep when I see such a sight, of wolves, owls, and a perfect night?



As the morning sun starts to rise, wolves disappear back into the night, owls sleep waiting for the moon, hoping it’ll rise very soon. I look behind me to see the moon, slowly disappearing into the horizon, the night has come to an end, the peace, the silence, no longer there, as I get up to go inside, I gaze once more at the grass I had once lie, a faint smile came onto my face, as I turned back and walked away.




Good morning, have a wonderful day..

As I lie there, I felt my thoughts going blank, the pain was excruciating, the air was freezing, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t feel my arms, legs, hands, and fingers. my eyes were closed, yet I see a flash of light, and memories after memories just flash before my eyes. Every smile, every cry, my greatest achievements, my darkest moments...

I lay there feeling the presents of many people trying to help me, but nothing was going to work, death has reached me, and that's one thing you can’t stop from happening... I felt the blood run down my face as I breathed my last breath...

The memories stopped flashing, my heart stopped racing, the light that once was shining bright darkened as it turned black... I finally closed my eyes for the last time ever, as I heard the chilling words...

“Shes gone...”