To be happy to be sad and sad to be happy is to sing an echo in that beautiful language called Sorrow.

Sure, scars can be painfull to look at, reminding you where you’ve been, but they also remind you of how far you’ve come.

But then Klaudia’s lips curled ino a conniving smile.”Actually, Aria, I’m going to fuck your boyfriend. Tonight.”Aria started at her. It felt like Klaudia had just punched her in the throat. “Excuse me?”Klaudia scooted closer...

Aria: I went to Hollis. Because I was looking for…you know. Her. She was teaching an art class, so I ran inside, grabbed a paintbrush, and painted a scarlet A across her chest. You know,...

She knew she could answer it. She knew how to put one foot in front of the other even when every step hurt. And she knew there was pain in the journey, but there was...

She knew how to put one foot in front of the other even when every step hurt. And she knew there was pain in the journey, but there was also great beauty. She’d seen it...

I’d rather freeze to death than hibernate with you.