Teens find out a lot from other teens.
Now that I've found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night?
Red is the first color of spring. It's the real color of rebirth. Of beginning.
In the end you can't always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.
Why are some things easier to write than say?
Everything I dream is something simple and plain and everyday. That’s how I know they are dreams. Because the simple and plain and everyday things are the ones that we can never have