Maybe the reason I've never died in this story is that I've never had something worth dying for before.

How could you not want to draw breath one more day? How could your own life be such a cheap commodity? But then I started to understand: when your existence is hell, death must be heaven.

A fire can't burn forever. Eventually, it consumes itself.

The person may have a scar, but it also means they have a story

It takes two people to make a friendship work

What being home-schooled has taught me, more than anything, is what a waste of a life high school is.

An apology with a defense built in isn't much of an apology