I think that hurting gives us a way to measure being happy. How can you know one without knowing the other.

Who wants to be used? I love to read, so books are my main friends. They're always available, always friendly, and always interesting, and they never make me choose sides.

In truth, I don't want to be there. I don't want to see the light go out of my brother's eyes.

hanging out the window, Amber blew her a kiss. a lump the size of a fist clogged Heather's throat, while a breeze from th sea pushed her thick hair away from her face. tears trickled unchecked down her cheeks.

We all didn't come into to the world at the same time so it makes sense that we don't leave it at the same time.

I am very privileged and honored when someone chooses to read a book, especially a book of mine.

Nobody gets to pick what life gives them