Never leave the canvas blank It has to be filled with such beautiful words. Poetry that moves the soul and leaves you know less then half dead from the trip it takes.

From the sweetest of lips comes the deadiest of poisons

When my insecurities take over its detrimental to my psychology but improvement to my body .

I've had my heart broken so many times now that i know where the shattered pieces fall

Love's like a branch you never know when or how all you know is you've fallen and can't get up lol

CHANGE STARTS WITH ONE PERSON MOVING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION