when hope gets released in a place, all kinds of things are possible

They marched. Not for themselves. They marched to remember the ones who didn't make it back. They marched because seeing so much loss can teach you about life. they marched because we're all fighting a war whether we know it or not...a war for our minds and souls and what we believe in.

We read to learn and to grow, to laugh, to be motivated, and to understand things we've never been exposed to. We read for strength to help us when we feel broken, discouraged or afraid. We read to find hope. We read because we're not just made up of skin and bones, and a deep need for chocolate, but we're also made up of words, words which describe our thoughts and what's hidden in our hearts.

...It isn't the problems along the way that make us or break us. It's how we learn to stand and face them that makes the difference.

If you can't find an answer at the mall or the library, what does that say about the world?

i hate leaving places i love i was never at one place long. am i selfish?

You don't understand how much light you have until the lights go out.