Feeling someone else’s anger is bad; being left alone is worse.
I am jealous of anyone who can make other people care so much.
he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with.
We have defied the day as it was set out for us.
I had yet to learn that when it came to gender, I was both and neither.
Do I really have to find a word for it? Can’t it just be what it is?
Family, like arsenic, works best in small doses…unless you prefer to die.
My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots.
The past and future are what’s complicated. It’s the present that’s simple.
Do Not Sell My Personal Information
Turning this off will opt you out of personalized advertisements delivered from Google on this website.