We can change so many times in our lives. We're born into a family, and it's the only life we can imagine, but it changes. Buildings collapse. Fires burn. And the next second we're someplace else entirely, going through different motions and trying to keep up with this new person we've become.

The seeds are tiny, unborn things, and I resent them. They'll be planted and they'll grow into exactly what they're meant to be.

The madness of youth made me unafraid.

She's been conned, ruined, left for dead, and she's not going to forgive any of it. She will soldier on, if only out of spite.

Even things that aren't broken can be fixed.

Tell freedom I said hello.

You can try to please everyone and risk accomplishing nothing, or go for your dreams and risk pissing a few people off.