Nobody but you have to believe in your dreams to make them a reality.
His fingerprints covered my skin.
We made love. Extraordinary love.
He was the one I compared all others to.
It was as if we'd known each other for a thousand years.
The worst stories usually make you think: 'but nobody had to die'.These are called true stories.
Different versions of a true story
Echo placed the expertly folded blanket back on the couch and smoothed it several times, insisting on finding perfection in a world where none existed.
Worry is yet another side effect of dying.
For me, at least, fiction is the only way i can even begin to twist my lying memories into something true.
I fell for you.You fell for me.Our friendship was just meant to be.I asked if you loved me, and you said you did.The next day you said that you wish you never did.I fell apart that very day, begging y...
By today’s standards, if you go by the early morning TV misery shows, my broken home family of mixed parentage siblings was quite normal.
It's such a huge arrogance to love someone, and there's too much of it around. There's too much love in this world. Sometimes I think that's what heavens is-- a place where everybody's happy because n...
La felicità non ci lascia cicatrici da mostrare. Dalla quiete impariamo così poco.
People try to make names for things they don't understand.