For frail but surprisingly strong fairies who had lost their way above groundfor burned mermaids and sick vampire girlsfor wild wolfish women with sharp teeth and leaves in their hair.

There's something about kindred spirits, you meet them and for a moment this world no matter ugly, makes sense. They bring a sense of freedom and clarity to one conversation; just enough to remind you of who you are.

The real heroes are those who rebuild their lives using adversity as a stepping stone to greatness in the midst of the chaos life has thrown at them.

She had something more than material value ~ she had a soul, no money could buy.

I know that no one is my judge. I live according to my own conscience and value discernments which are governed by Holy Spirit. I know my intentions and I walk my path with a clear conscience. Be careful not to make assumptions. I don't even allow my left hand to know what my right hand does. What makes you think I should explain my every unction and action to you?

Don't settle your wild, find a man who doesn't want to tame it.

I'm not a girl that will lay in diamonds but I will run through the flowers of the seeds we plant together.

Just dabbing pieces of my heart into things that make me shine, my little young simple life.

You could tell she was a free spirit, a gypsy, just by looking at her. A smile like that doesn't come from a sad soul.

These people will try to manipulate you, try to bring you down but remember baby girl you are a queen, own your crown.