Who I am, and what I am capable of doing has always managed to surprise me.

Sometimes we don't know we're dreaming; we can't even fathom that we're asleep.

Because the more you changed, the less of you there was.

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.

I wanted him to feel what I felt when I was with him: that incredible combination of comfort, decadence, and wonder; the knowledge that, with just a single taste of him, I was addicted.

It is a remarkable question- Do all the wonderful things happen when we are not aware of them?

It does'nt matter who forgives you, if you're the one who can't forget.