Love is the abundance of thoughts, but the lack of mind.

We don't grow old. We all stay kids. But we just learn how to tell bigger lies.

Women. Designed by angels, engineered by demons, and assembled by god.

My dear friend @ramitology , let us explore different and exciting ways of getting nowhere, shall we? Thanks for the Cup man.

Dance, sing, paint & write. Give, take, own & share, and the world shall thank you in return. Thank you stunning @noluckwanted for the Cup.

My dear @chantic , your soul is one of the purest treasures I've discovered in here. Thanks for the cup, but thank you more for your soul.

I hope this turned out to be the sign you've been waiting for, my dear @ms_laser ... Thank you for the TotD.

Touch less, feel more. The best of all treasures is of soul, not of gold. pic.twitter.com/c9e2OHpPPC

Let me be. Leave me to my childish thoughts that life is good. That I should love everyone, and believe that everyone loves me.

We want what we can't have, & have what we don't need. We seek who hides from us, & hide from who seeks us.

We're by far the saddest breed.

This is not a tweet.
This is a message,
To you,
Yes, you:

This is the sign you've been waiting for.

Now go. You'll be fine.
I promise.

Tell me no more what you know about pain and fear, for we've gone mad, we've grown weak. We've made what's fake, seem real.

And we like it.

No one ever lives to the fullest, but I'd rather die trying with my head up high in dreams, than to live ducking shooting stars.

I'm not lost. I'm just exploring different ways of reaching nowhere.

What you tell me about others tells me more about you.

I'd give you all the pieces of my heart if you can give me peace of mind.

I died few thousand tweets ago.

We are the generation that forgot about yesterday's children, and couldn't care less about those of tomorrow.

Adulthood has ruined me.

Fear not the oppressor, he's but one man. Fear the oppressed, for they are an army.