...I seem to want the things I can't have. Occasionally, when something is finally attainable, the chase appears to be over and the fire burns out.
I am more than what they say I am.
Tomorrow, smile at a perfect stranger and mean it.
Life is more fragile and precious than I can comprehend, but believe me, I'm trying.
I wish the fire burned my leg hair off
Give yourself some credit for the work you put in with your own two hands. But remember to never forget the people and things that have helped you along the way.