Sometimes life happens.

I love you enough to never make you choose.

I must have killed a lot of cows in a past life for Karma to hate me this much.

Breathing became a painful chore. Her lips turned down while her warm fingers caressed my cheek. That touch typically brought me to my knees, but now it cut me

I saw the world in black and white instead of the vibrant colours and shades I knew existed.

It's like I have this large black hole in my brain and it's sucking the life out of me. The answers are in there so I sit for hours and stare. No matter how hard and long I look, I only see darkness.

As long as everyone thinks you’re a cutter or tried to commit suicide you’ll always be on the outs.

There are edges around the black and every now and then a flash of color streaks out of the gray. But I can never really grasp any of the slivers of memories that emerge.

She pushed off her toes toward me, guiding my head down, and gently kissed my lips. No. This wouldn’t be goodbye. I’d fill her up and make her realize she’d always be empty witho

The moment Noah came up behind me and kissed the side of my neck, I was torn between leaning into him and skirting away. Every muscle in my body screamed to fall into him.

He loved me.Noah Hutchins had told me he loved me, and that had made the past week at school absolute hell.

People, who seek God, find answers to their question

How can I tell anyone that there has always lived within me a rusty sense of disgust-a dull, brackish water that I suspect is my soul?

Love every child without condition, listen with an open heart, get to know who they are, what they love, and follow more often than you lead.

It has been said that a man with an argument is no match for a man with an experience.

If decade after decade the truth cannot be told, each person's mind begins to roam irretrievably. One's fellow countrymen become harder to understand than Martians.

Joy has come to live with me. How can I be sad? I do so love Thy presence, which is joy within me.

Designedly God covers in dark night the issue of futurity.

You’ll never progress if you never try

Thirty seconds is the exact amount of time Americans can tolerate something they don't understand.

Once you get labeled, there's nothing you can do about it.