People that don't know what they are worth will always see their capture's wings, but never their tail.
Being kind to someone, only to look kind to others, defeats the purpose of being kind.
This disease comes with a package: shame. When any other part of your body gets sick, you get sympathy.
Tears terrify people more than anger because they attach to your heart and leave angels of mercy to shout in your mind.
Why, when you have a mental disease, is it always considered an act of imagination? Why is it that every organ in your body can get sick and you get sympathy except the brain?