School used to be an escape. Now it's just another place with too much pressure, too much confrontation, & so not enough joy.

Sometimes the little things in life mean the most.

You can’t walk away from someone you love, leave them drowning in your desertion. If love has no more meaning than that, you can keep it. I don’t want it now or ever again. Don’t want to hear the word or wear its scars.

Don't make me laugh, I'd much rather cry.

Torch every book. Burn every page. Char every word to ash. Ideas are incombustible. And therein lies your real fear.

Addiction is rarely conquered alone.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in.