Whatever displeasure she felt was openly voiced, and quickly resolved, by either compromise or one partner’s acceptance of the other’s intractability.
My father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days...
My mother told me Homer Ditto was not my father. Nope. Mom had had a fling with some other guy who was my dad. Some dude who didn't stick around too long who Mom was happy to get rid of. She chose Hom...
Angry is always hungry to cook guilty.
Your dreams and your imagination are the keys to ART so capture all of yours in this notebook.....
The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.
When everyone has a microphone, you can't hear anything. Choose one voice carefully and listen in.
Nothing amazes me anymore.
I'd rather be able to face myself in the bathroom mirror than be rich and famous.
If you can dream it, you can do it.
Love feeds on deception.