We’re products of our choices.

Maybe there is no one perfect person and anyone you end up with will eventually make you think there’s someone better out there.

Physical attraction that strong is addictive. And knowing that kind of magic isn’t just a fantasy makes me want to find it again. But what about being with someone who makes me a better person? What about sharing my life with someone who adores me as much as I adore him, whom I can always count on, who helps me find my way when I’m lost?

You'll get through this. And I know it's impossible to believe right now, but it gets better. Trust me.

Maybe it's just hart to see what's right in front of you while you're frantically searching for it.

I have to get my life back on track. Order as an antidote to chaos. Calm after the storm.

Too bad Einstein’s dead. I’m sure he would have appreciated my latest discovery within the space-time continuum.The closer you are to experiencing a monumental event, the longer time stretches out. It makes you feel alone