Buzz, buzz, Ellie Bee.
—Michele Bardsley
I had always turned to books, to knowledge, to help me get through everything in my life—and,sometimes, to escape it. But grief was a journey through a forest of razor blades. I walked through everypainful...
The ripple effect. You throw a pebble into the water and it creates ripples. Your action was to throw the pebble—the representation of your choice. That’s all that you can control. But not the ripples—those...
Acceptance. We want someone to look at us, and really see us—our physical flaws, our personality quirks, our insecurities. And we want them to be okay with every square inch of who we are. We’re...
What is life,” he asked the maiden, “without love? I would ratherhave this one night with you than another thousand years.
The sun weeps because it can no longer caress your skin or warm your lips.” He sifted his fingers through my hair. “I do not envy the sun, Eva. But I truly hate the moon,...
I would rather my enemy’s sword pierce my heart then my friend’s dagger stab me in the back.” Faustus – Don’t Talk Back To Your Vampire
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