Most of our miseries we bring on ourselves. And they're the sum of our own stupidity.
I want a place. It has to do with the kind of person I want to be. And how I fit in to everything. I want people to listen when I open my mouth. And know I'm worth listening to." She stared at me. "That's all?" To me it was not all, it was everything.
You don't trade in the devil you know for the one you don't know.
When I write I am the real me.
Sometimes it take courage to leave.
There are depths to the human soul that should not be fathomed.