Don’t be afraid of being alone; remember, when the sun rises, it rises with nobody at its side.
She was a wonderful teenage girl who had the miraculous power to cure herself from any wound, either physical or mental. With her own salty tears, she would cleanse her raw wounds. And her breaths were given, as though not to breathe but, rather, to fan her sores.
You’ve got to reach bedrock to become depressed enough before you are forced to accept the reality and enormity of the problem.
Wolves travel in packs, but the fiercest travel alone.
Everyone has instances or times in life when they feel alone on their journey.
It feels like someone is gripping my heart and twisting it. It feels like I can't breathe. I shut my eyes tightly against the memory that is threatening to surface. I can't br