Life is so super fucking unexpectedly short and absolutely brimming with choices and opportunities. And it’s daunting, but holy shit be brave. Be BRAVE in a world full of standard issue cowards of all kinds. You’ll BE okay, you’re still alive. You’re ALIVE!

Hearts are meant to be open. To let life flow through. We are expressly made to fuck up and flip the script repeatedly, and use our erasers and write notes in the margins until you find a never ending story...

Closed hearts are dis-eased. You’ll heal, motherfuckers. In spite of yourself, you’ll heal. And if you insist on picking at scabs and turning paper cuts into scars at least, don't try to infect others with your downward spiral outlook. Contagious is not courageous. It’s selfish.