Positive thoughts

There was this mysterious emptiness within her, which she tried to fullfill by achieving goals. Nevertheless, she was broken and it was too late to fix her.

Just like the sun

Like a daisy, everything of me was torn apart and left afterwards.

I don't write down what I think. I'm too afraid to realize it's real.

You know what hurts the most about being left? Seeing them acting like you never existed.

Flowers won't try to grow into something they are not supposed to be. They just shine from within.

Even now, my heart still skips a beat when I hear your name.

She did not have a heart of stone. Her soft heart was her weakness, as well as her strength.

Rather than out of stone, her heart was made out of glass. Easy to break, but beautiful to watch.

And today was the day I realised, I'm rather Marilyn Monroe than Juliet Capulet.

Stay positive