Jeramy Allen;

Some days I’m Van Gogh’s Starry Night other days I’m his suicide letter.

Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive - and then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.

Be careful when you cast out your demons that you don’t throw away the best of yourself.

You must not reduce yourself to a puddle just because the person you like is afraid to swim and you are a fierce sea to them; because there will be someone who was born with love of the waves within their blood, and they will look at you with fear and respect.

Shoutout to all the shy, introverted, empathic, socially awkward souls who are pushing past their comfort zone to share their gifts with the world.

Forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.

If you can love someone with your whole heart, even one person, then there’s salvation in life. Even if you can’t get together with that person.

Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.

I want to love, but my hair smells of war and running and running.

You thought I stopped talking to you because I got bored. However, you’ve got it all wrong. I’m in love with you so much. I love you and it’s killing me because you won’t ever feel the same way. You look at me but you do not see me. Not with stars in your eyes or with a sense of awe. Not with love. So I’m sorry it seemed like I disappeared. For a while I was selfish and wanted to still keep you in my life. It didn’t work out like that. I realized that it didn’t matter if I left or if I stayed, because it would all hurt the same.

I never learned how to love in small doses. I’ll give you my heart, my whole heart. And I’ll love you until I physically can’t anymore. And even then, I promise I will find a way.