Robert M. Drake

Sometimes the most beautiful people are beautifully broken.

Society will always be too fragile to accept us for all that makes us beautiful.

She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.

But dear, don’t be afraid of love it’s only magic.

Madness and chaos are self-destructing but over thinking is the suicide.

She was broken, I think it’s because she loved too much and she was always blind to the fact that love too is sometimes broken.

Somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. So burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe it’s the chaos which helps us find where we belong.

We swallowed the chaos because we knew we didn't want to be ordinary.

Death is the easy part, the hard part is living and knowing you could be so much more then you’re willing to be.

It’s funny, for all it took was a broken heart and that alone was enough, enough for her to do everything she ever dreamed of.

Sometimes to self-discover you must self-destruct.

Suddenly, everything was beautiful. The way she viewed the world was nothing more but a reflection of herself.

Appreciate the moment of a first kiss; it may be the last time you own your heart.

The best kind of humans are the ones who stay.

A tamed woman will never leave her mark in the world.

The truth is I didn’t need therapy; I just needed to feel loved and know that someone out there craved my attention.

If I lived a million lives, I would've felt a million feelings and I still would've fallen a million times for you.