Because that was some mega tense awkwardness, a real 'Hello my name is Ever and I'll be your next stalker' kind of moment.

Where there is life, there is hope.

He looks at me, the light in his eyes fractures into millions of bits—a kaleidoscope of darkness that may never be fixed.

We spend our lives getting caught up in all the wrong things--led astray by our minds, our egos, seeing ourselves as separate from each other, rather than listening to the truth that lies within our own hearts, the truth that we are all connected, we are all in it together.

She's kind of a, well, you know, a B with an itch.

The true liberation, the true path to freedom, lay in the ability to forgive.

Best friends make the worst enemies, they know all your secrets and how to hurt you the most.