I Can’t Leave Now. I

Sometimes,” He Says, Sliding His Arm Across My Shoulders, “people Just Want To Be Happy, Even If It’s Not Real.

Dauntless: Being Brave In The Midst Of Fear.

I Started Writing Because I Decided I Was Too Old To Play Pretend In The Backyard. Then I Found That I Could Create Those Imaginary Worlds On The Page.

It's Strange How A Word, A Phrase, A Sentence, Can Feel Like A Blow To The Head.

I Like To Think That Im Helping Them By Hating Them