There's still hope. There always is.

Today I discovered that happiness isn't something we find. It's something we create. This is my first step toward recovery.

We feel guilty because we are guilty.

I am perpetually scared, exhausted, jealous, anxious & sorry...but at this very moment, I am alright with that.

We're all waiting for something.

If you wait too long for the perfect moment, the perfect moment will pass you by.

I'm ready to lose everything because I've found the people worth failing for.

I've finally realized that sometimes you lose the good things in life to make room for the great things.

At last, I am loving my life.