You are not what happened to you. You are what you choose to become.
Trust is set on precedent—why should it be I who bleeds?
Life was taking way too long…who had breath to waste?
Everything is never quite enough.
all throughout history, the loneliest people were the ones who always spoke the truth, the ones who made a difference by withstanding the indifference
I guess it’s up to me now.. should I take that risk or just smile?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map