Less is less. Heartbreak is heartbreak. You think I'm sitting here gloating. Telling myself that my suffering beats yours? Hurt is hurt. You don't measure these things.

Less is less. Heartbreak is heartbreak. You think I'm sitting here gloating. Telling myself that my suffering beats yours? Hurt is hurt. You don't measure these things.

Sometimes a person can say I'm sorry a thousand times and that glue will never dry.

If God exists, He is there, in the small, cast-off pieces, rough and random and no two alike.

Be happy, we’re worth more broken.