"Either write something worth reading, or do something worth writing." -Benjamin Franklin
"There's nothing to writing. All you have to do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein." -Walter Wellesley "Red" Smith
"You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you."-Ray Bradbury
"Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you...You just gotta find the ones worth suffering for."- Bob Marley
"Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts." - Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
"Keep your eyes on the stars and your feet on the ground." -Theodore Roosevelt
"Be the change that you want to see in the world." -Mahatma Gandhi
"Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes." -Mahatma Gandhi
“We worry about what a child will be tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.”
- Stacia Tauscher
“Faced with what is right, to leave it undone shows a lack of courage.”
- Confucius
“Happiness is a butterfly which, when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.”
- Nathaniel Hawthorne
“The best way to cheer yourself up is to cheer somebody else up.”
- Mark Twain
“Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.”
- Robert Frost
“Life is tough, and if you have the ability to laugh at it you have the ability to enjoy it.”
- Salma Hayek
Friday, February 22, 2013
Friday, October 19, 2012
"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." -Mahatma Gandhi
I didn't realize how strong I was till that was all I had left.
Things are better now. I'm driving, sending college applications, and having more confidence than I've ever had in myself before. The only thing missing from my life right now is the writing. I haven't written much in months. That's why the post before this one was full of photos meant to inspire. That's what I need right now. Inspiration. A writer isn't a writer without her writing. She's just empty, because it's who I am. I know things are hard, but they're getting better. Things are getting easier and I couldn't be happier about it. I'm passing all my classes with flying colors, not to mention I'm in high courses and college courses as well. :)
I've listened to a lot of music lately. I have a few new favorites.
Life of Leaving- YellowCard :)
The Reason-Hoobastank :P
Far Away from Home- Five Finger Death Punch
P.s. It does get better. I promise. :)
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Friday, May 4, 2012
Writing in a Warzone
Love should make you smile. Laughing is better than crying, and when I feel like crying, that's when I start to laugh. If you know me, and you see something is bothering me, then you know that when I'm laughing, I'm trying so hard not to cry.
When they love you back. That is the greatest feeling when it is no lie because then you're not alone. You don't have to take on the weight of the world on your own. That your are finally someone else's number one priority.
Love is knowing all about someone and still wanting to be with him and by his side, more than any other person.

Love is trusting them enough to tell them every single thing about yourself including the things you might be ashamed of.
Loving someone so deeply gives the strength to keep going when you wouldn't normally have the ability to, but being loved so deeply gives you the courage to.
The fact that you get butterflies in the pit of your stomach when someone mentions their name. They are all you can think about. You don't want them to let you go.
Where all their mistakes and past is forgiveable and you feel like you can't live without them.
But what is love? Is it the feeling you get when you lay eyes on them? Is it the feeling you get when you know they love you back?
But there is no love without you, dear.
Friday, April 6, 2012
It's only life
We only wish for things in our life that make us feel; feel what other things or people don't. That's why we have friends, love, favorites and hobbies. This is what I wish for:
To be able to write my book and eventually publish it. It's been my dreams to be a successful writer.
To be friends with the same group of people. I'm sick and tired of losing people close to me.
To not feel like life is too complicated to live it.
To see the sunrise without a care in the world, only the rebirth of a new day as the sun climbs the sky.
I want to be able to be good enough for myself, and do good enough for myself and everyone else.
I don't want to feel weak anymore because I know I'm not.
I want a relationship that doesn't end in a fight. "Because everytime we start to fight, we never seem to get it right, and everytime you make me cry, I love you a little bit more."
That people could see me as I am, especially you.
Not to have to fake it.
That one day it won't hurt to hear the words you once said to me.
Because someday, I could be happy again too. I deserve it.
But I guess we all want. That's only life.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
From Ice to Fire, From Rain to Flames
From Ice to Fire, From Rain to Flames
How can a single being touch my soul and carry my heart?
How can one touch my heart and set me free?
Even as I don't pretend to be someone but myself, or someone I'm not.A single shiver let's me know I'm awake,
That I'm not dreaming;
That reality is finally better than my dreams.
What life without love is better than the subconscious of the night?Where the only things surrounding me with warmth and safety are the sheets I sleep beneath.
I wish to never lose this feeling,
this fuzzy fluttering in my stomach.
How can it be that my dreams don't seem as great?
Because I've found something better,
something to keep me going through the storm.
The continuous, everlasting storm,
the rain and clouds that always surround;
how can it be that the rain turns to flames,
and every last word evaporates when just being in the presence of the loving.
How would I know that the cold, desolate heart of ice could feel the warmth of fire and flames?
Is it wrong to visualize this as a one-time, terminable thing?
That one such as I could be scared of this ending as it has before,
Is it bad to feel paranoid,
that every moment could be the last,
every memory could be tarnished,
that I would be the only unable to let go should it head south?
Could the ice extinguish the flames that warm my soul?
Or am I just scared that a love can't be had,
that all the seconds of eternity wouldn't be long enough?
From ice to fire, from rain to flames,
This heart has irrevocably and completely changed.
because of the heat melting through,
just as easily through my barriers;
the ones I surround myself with too.
It isn't effortless to reach my heart through the many walls placed around it,
though with ease you seem to float passed as if they were non-existent.
How is it possible for this to be painless?
What you do just by breathing is more than I could ever ask for.
The bitter cold is beginning fade,
and trickle down till all that's left is what was inside the barricaded confinement.
Without what you've given me, I'd have never been free.
It wasn't only love or you that you'd given,
Also the will and courage to fly,
To spread the wings so long ago forgotten.
From ice to fire, from rain to flames,
I'd give up everything,
I love you all the same.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Within Life itself
I'm pretty much psyched about posting the excerpt from my book here on my blog! Thank you for all the wonderful comments, views, followers, and likes of my writer page on facebook! I will be posting another excerpt shortly...not sure when but soon! I'm happy that people are realizing my talent. I want to take a second and realize other people's loves, passions, and talents. I am writing, it is what I do and what I love.
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