That's What Life Is About: People Come

Life... It's A Great And Terrible And Short And Endless Thing. None Of Us Come Out Of It Alive.

Her Best Friend Was Gone And Nobody Understood That No Amount Of Makeup, Fresh Air Or Shopping Was Going To Fill The Hole In Her Heart.

The First Day Of The Rest Of My Life, And I’m Not Sure I Want To Be Here. I Know I Should Be Thanking Somebody For This, But I Really Don’t Feel Like It. Instead, I Wish They Hadn’t Bothered.

Every Single Ordinary Person Has An Extraordinary Story.

Are You Saying That The Feeling Of Searching For A Missing Sock Is Like Searching For Love ?