You're like a philosopher with tattoos.

...I watch her so much that I forget it's raining at all.

I have to live and make my own choices, my own mistakes. You have to let me be me, even if i suck at it sometimes." - Adria

He never leaves my side. And I know he never will.

My plant is probably dead." Camryn looks slightly surprised. "You have a plant?" I smile. "Yeah, her name's Georgia.

A real fighter never cries, never lets the weight of any blow bring him down. Except that final blow, the inevitable one, but even then they always go out like men.

all I want to do is pull her against me and hold her until we both die.