We are all so broken. Pick up a person, shake them around and you'll hear the rattling of their broken pieces. Pieces our fathers broke, or our mothe….

One is a choice, and one is not..

Maybe lifting someone else’s weight makes yours a little more bearable.

You couldn’t get rid of the past. You couldn’t ignore it, or bury it, or throw it over the balcony. You just had to learn to live beside it. It had t….

There is a string that connects us that is not visible to the eye. Maybe every person has more than one soul they are connected to, and all over the ….

Life balances itself on a precarious ledge, we can stay safe up high or propel off the edge..

You can only give your heart away once, after that, everything else will chase your first love.

Women hold all the power. They should use it like a whip, not offer it up like a sacrifice..

The sum of all the things we shouldn't have done in our lives is enough to kill us with the weight..

Human eyes are the sign language of the brain. If you watch them carefully, you can see the truth played out, raw and unguarded..

A man is only as good as what he loves most, right?.

I like pain. I like when it lingers. It reminds a person of what they've lived through..

I have finally accepted that there are consequences to every action. I earned them and they are rightfully mine. There is no time to make bad decisio….

I had now officially secured my front row seat on the train to Hell. Choo choo.

You have to be willing to be happy. Despite the mess of your life-just accept what's happened, throw away your ideals, and create a new map of happin….

You'll be surprised what someone is able to handle given no other choice..

That's why writers write—to say things loudly with ink. To give feet to thoughts; to make quiet, still feelings loudly heard..

There is more to loving someone than just making yourself happy. You have to want him to be happier than you are..

You never quite stop loving someone when you're in that deep..

People lie. They use you and they lie, all the while feeding you bullshit about being loyal and never leaving you. No one can make that promise, beca….

Broken people give broken love. And we are all a little broken. You just have to forgive and sew up the wounds love delivers, and move on..