Unscripted

When did the lines for love and hate blur for you?

I think I love you a little more than my will to die.

When life gave me a cold shoulder , I took comfort in death's warm embrace.

Why does success always have to be fame and money? Why can't it be happiness? Why isn't living a peaceful and content life not considered successful?

If you listen carefully the silence has a voice too.

Love is everywhere but you can only see it when there is love within.

You love the sky on the days it's plain blue, why can't you love yourself like that?

You might think there is no reason for you to exist, but trust me there are people who wouldn't want to live in a world without you.

The only person who has to believe in you is you, so don't give up on yourself; even if the whole world does.

It hurts me knowing that things and people we know so well now will one day become a piece of our memory.

We are all beautifully broken.

Maybe forever was meant for memories, not for people.

Our true beauty lies within.

Maybe this is all part of a plan. Maybe we were destined to meet and become strangers again, but this time with memories.

Memories can be erased, but not the feeling.

If everybody is busy being perfect then who is going to be you?