He Made A Small Sigh, As He

Walking Your Path Doesn't Mean You Don't Hurt, It Means The Pain Is Worth The Progress. Sometimes You Have To Break Something Down In Order To Remake It, And That Includes Yourself, Or It Did For Me. There Were Moments When I Wept For An Easier Road, But In The End I Would Not Trade My Path For Anyone Else's. It Is Mine And The Traveling Of It Has Made Me Who I Am, And Continues To Shape And Remold Me Into The Best, Happiest, Most Productive, Most Playful Me, I've Ever Been.

Is It Better To Outmonster The Monsters Or To Be Quietly Devoured?

Marry Gentry Swallowing Darkness (laurell K. Hamilton):pick Any Fairy Tale That’s Based On Older Stories, And The Heroine Of The Piece Has A Miserable, Dangerous, Nightmarish Time Of It.

Twenty-three Stories Up And All I Could See Out The Windows Was Grey Smog. They Could Call It The City Of The Angels If They Wanted To, But If There Were Angels Out There, They Had To Be Flying Blind.

I Tried To Picture A Young, Insecure Edward And Couldn't, But It Was Nice To Know That Once He'd Been A Boy. Sometimes It Felt Like Edward Had Sprung Full Grown From The Head Of Some Violent Deity,like A Vicious Version Of Athena.