SEEING BELIEVING what’s in front of you is not necessarily the entire story

If I’d stopped believing that my life would eventually get better, I don’t think I would have survived high school.

She's not going to let go until she sees for herself that there's nothing left to hold on to.

I want revenge, but I don't want to screw up my karma.

Because my life isn't going to wait around while I figure out how to make it work.

I have no interest in maintaining a relationship with someone who didn’t love me enough to stick around.

All I know is, if we don't eat soon I'm going to chew off a limb. And I can't guarentee it'll be mine.