Some women are meant to change the world, while others are meant to hold it together. And then there are those of us who simply don't want to be in it, because we know no matter how much we struggle, we can't comfortably fit.

When you showed someone how you felt, it was fesh and honest. Whe you told someone how you felt, there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation.

you never forget your first fall.

Is Fate getting what you deserve, or deserving what you get?

Even though it hurt, there are kinds of pain you couldn't speak out loud.

Why do some memories bleed out of nowhere and others stay locked behind doors?

I realize how quickly lies compound. They cover like a coat of paint, one on top of the other, until you cannot remember what color you started with.