He has built a pedestal for her so tall that she is afraid to be lifted atop it, because to fall would mean certain death. But oh, she would rise far, far beyond fear and be held by arms so strong, and love so pure, that falling would not be an option.

Girls are impossible to satisfy." "Not every girl." Not me. I'd be happy if he'd just like me a little.

The more I think about it, the more I believe there has to be a subtle yet satisfying method of revenge.

Red and raw like my heart, pried from your's, the two beating, no longer together, but a thousand miles between them when only yesterday they thumped in unison.

I don't need more pain in my life. Why did I invite it in? Do I have to feel pain to believe I feel anything at all?

Puzzle pieces don't always connect do they?

Only by confronting your demons can you ever hope to conquer them.