Some women are meant to change the world while others are meant to hold it together.

When you want something bad, you'll tell yourself a thousand lies.

Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-aid being ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbelly of a household is never pretty, ours no exception.

What he did was wrong. He doesn't deserve your love. But he does deserve your forgiveness, because otherwise he will grow like a weed in your heart until it's choked and overrun. The only person who suffers, when you squirrel away all that hate, is you.

I truly believed that the cost of success for us shouldn't be the cost of failure for a good friend.

Close a door, and you'd still feel a breeze through the window.

Why are you doing this to yourself? When something bad happens, why do you have to pick at it until it bleeds all over again?