It's much easier to wear your pain on the outside.
I've set the bar quite high in terms of storytelling.
It's very hard to grow up in a perfect family when you're not perfect.
I cannot be with someone who takes pleasure in inflicting pain on me, someone who can't love me
Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with me. Perhaps I've spent too long in the company of my literary romantic heroes, and consequently my ideals and expectations are far too high.
The best person to write for is yourself—and what better place to start than in a journal.