You haunt my days and dreams.
I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing.
Your personal truth is your gift to the world.
If ever I was running, it was towards you.
So much has been done to my body, and still, somehow, not enough.
I tried to push my body through his and completely disappear.
CHILDREN Are Like ANGELS And On Earth, ANGELS Have No Color.... It's The Society To Blame That Teaches Racism, Turning An ANGLE To A Civilized Beast While They Are Growing Up....
Everyone loses their class when they travel through hell, but only a few will regain it if they remain humble and accept the part they played in their own misery.
Growing up doesn't mean that you are older than someone, it means that you are no longer an amateur.
When you think your life is falling apart, it's usually falling together in disguise.
It is not until you change your identity to match your life blueprint that you will understand why everything in the past never worked.
I get so god damn lonely and sad and filled with regrets some days. It overwhelms me as I’m sitting on the bus; watching the golden leaves from a window; a sudden burst of realisation in the middle of...
Kipster is a perfectly valid word, Wendy argued, about to write down her score on the little notepad that had come with the game. Okay, so what does it mean? Mandy wanted to know. Wendy struggled to c...
For your information, Lester, there are at least five wonderful parts of the female body that can be viewed by the owner only with a hand mirror.
For your information, Lester, there are at least five wonderful parts of the female body that can be viewed by the owner only with a hand mirror.'And as they stared after me, I went regally back down...
For the first time in my life, I actually wished that everyone was the same. And I despised myself for my "differentness" or "uniqueness" as an individual. In the world there are lots of social groups...
If it doesn't agree with your spirit let it go.
You are either the person you were or the person you are, eventually you have to let go of one
What are you doing? Alecto asked in surprise, stepping back. Laughing brightly, she dragged him towards the greenhouse, the shattered glass reflecting rainbows as brilliant as a million Kodak flashcub...
Everything was brighter and more colorful in those years, as if my childhood was ending in an explosion of unreal passion that made my life feel sacred and holy.