“You once told me music saved you more times than you can count. And you wanted to share that with as many people as you could. And you’ve done it—even when it cost you everything. Even when it hurt. Even when it bled. You’ve taken hit after hit to stay true to that calling, because that’s who you are.”
Source: Through the Glory and the Mess: Music. Fame. Power. Trauma. And a love that refuses to die quietly.
“We burned at the same frequency.
Made of the same fire.”
Source: Through the Glory and the Mess: Music. Fame. Power. Trauma. And a love that refuses to die quietly.
“People always assumed I was fearless. Unstoppable. Destined for this.
But the truth?
I was a fake-it-’til-you-make-it girl.
I just did the damn thing with shaking hands, a stomach full of nerves, and a head full of chaos.
I had guts. I had grit.
But I had to push myself—off the ledge. Onto the stage. Through the fear.
Down the metaphorical fire escape and into the spotlight.
Impostor syndrome had followed me like a shadow for years.
I wasn’t a rock star. I was a girl with classical training, a good voice, who felt things deeply and had a hell of a lot of luck on the way.
So how the hell did I end up here?
I wasn’t born for this.
But every time I stepped out there—I proved myself wrong.
And proved everyone else wrong, too.”
Source: Through the Glory and the Mess: Music. Fame. Power. Trauma. And a love that refuses to die quietly.
“Our divisions [speaking of various religions] should never be discussed except in the prescence of those who have already come to believe that there is one God and that Jesus Christ is His only Son.”
Source: Mere Christianity
“She’s chaos in denim and eyeliner. And I’d let her ruin me a thousand times over.”
Source: Tequila Songbird: A hot rockstar romantic comedy with masks, second chances, and rules begging to be broken.
“It’s not about the sex. I mean, I’m sure I’d love it. Really love it. But I’m not like you, you know that. I can’t separate sex from feelings. It’s like … my vagina is connected to my heart. Every time I sleep with a guy, I get fucked both ways.”
“I like you.” I pout at him.
“Oh, please. You can’t possibly know that yet.” He winks at me.
“I can, and I do.”
Source: Paper Hearts
“If you only live to ensure everyone likes you, you’ll never find the people who love you. But people have to know you to love you, Charlie.”
Source: Paper Hearts
“I just don’t want you to see me as an escort. I mean, that’s why you keep coming onto me, right? Because you think I’m some sort of sex Yoda that’s going to get between your thighs and awaken you to a whole new world of magic and creativity?”
Source: Paper Hearts
“Aren’t you going to tell me your name? I muster up the courage to
tease him.
You never asked, he replies simply with a shrug of his shoulders.
I give him a sarcastic smile. “Well, now, I am.”
Tucking his hands in his hoodie pocket, he looks straight ahead. My
name is Leo Drakos. Leo is short for Leonidas.”
Source: Identity