Love without trust is nothing more than infatuation.

I know he wants to get serious. He's definitely not a player, not a poser, not a loser, not a user.

But death doesn't scare me. To know exactly when I might expect it, up close and in my face, would actually be a comfort. Because to tell the truth, most of the time dying seems pretty much like my only means of escape.

Life is full of choices. We don't always make good ones. It seems to Kristina you gotta be crazy to open your windows, invite the demons in. Bree throws rocks at the feeble glass, laughs

I carry a strong anti-drug message, and it's important young people especially hear a "real" story about addiction and how it affects not only the addict but also the people who love him/her, rather than "just say no."

As I thought about that, I had to wonder: What will we know better about tomorrow? Who cares? Hindsight is useless.

I know I can't stay here forever