A real man never hurts a woman. Be very careful when you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man’s rib, not from his feet to be walked on, and not from his head to be superior, but from his side to be equal, under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved.

I want a boy best friend who will call me beautiful, and like all my photos on Facebook, commenting on them, saying things such as the fact that he’s proud to have me as a best friend. One that I can call up, crying about other boys, and he’ll say that he’ll beat the crap out of them for me. A boy best friend who will drive me around like he’s my big brother, and kiss me on my check or forehead when he knows I’m upset. One who becomes friends with my boyfriend and one who calls me up to see what I’m doing. I want a boy best friend who will tell me when I’m wrong, and force me into fixing things and apologizing because he knows that it will make things better for me. I just want a perfect boy best friend who will love me and protect me from all of the other boys.

When writing the story of your life, don’t let anyone else hold the pen.

Only God can turn a mess into a message, a test into a testimony, a trial into a triumph, and a victim into a victory.

I think we like to complicate things when it is really quite simple; find what it is that makes you happy and who it is that makes you happy and you’re set. Promise.

A girl once told me to be careful when trying to fix a broken person. You may cut yourself on their shattered pieces.

The strongest people are not those who show strength in front of us, but those who win battles we know nothing about.

I’m not crying because of you; you’re not worth it. I’m crying because my delusion of who you were was shattered by the truth of who you are.

I seem like such a strong person, but on the inside I am so weak for needing you so much…

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