you cannot bypass the errands, elbow grease, and actions of living…and try to call it a life

turn me up to 11

40 comes so quick

…and it’s not fear itself.

…is the one who gets to laugh last.

…here comes the sun…and I said—

la tienes en tu corazón mismo.

…when the mission is not to accomplish, but an inclination to create

how beautiful it was

The bitter-est pill…is the gateway drug to your liberation.

My story begins here.

Take a measurable action…and then we’ll talk.

You can leave a story behind…but you can’t escape its feelings.

…to burn burn burn…by saying yes yes yes.

It’s that sweaty feeling you get, when you realize you’re wearing the wrong outfit.