Recognizing that there is more heartbreak in continuous disappointment than a void.

My head spins as I glance away, refusing to get sucked back into his gaze when so much is at risk.

Luck is buying a lottery ticket along with your Yoo-hoo and striking it rich. Nothing about my life is lucky- it is all about hard work, it is all uphill struggle.

It's the worst thing to fall in love with someone who will never stop disappointing you.

That's how life is. Sometimes there are happy endings, sometimes there aren't, and more often there are shades of gray.

In the final seconds before sleep, I wish I could go back and undo everything, give those little girls another chance.

Guilt is a supreme waste of time and energy.