When I was young I would ask everybody what life was about. Now it's clear to me that the image of each existence shows its own answer to that question.

I feel really good when I haven't felt good for a long time and then suddenly I feel okay again. Nothing feels better than this.

When I was younger I feared the dark, wondering what evil was watching me. Now it's different, for now it's a game of sneaking the light back on and laughing at how quickly the evil fleas.

Maybe the reason it's easier to shrug away one who has made us their secret love is simply because we know our own flaws; we know under the right light, that illusion they believe will fall, and show us for what we really are instead of who they secretly hope us to be.

It is most often not our strengths, our courage or our successes that bring two human hearts together, but it is often our shared vulnerability, our fears and our common failures that make us one.

What is truth? Truth is what causes you to breathe again when lies have told you, you are already dead.

Yes, I do feel the world revolves around me. After all, I am the main character of my own life.