Life is like the sea. Its tides and currents sometimes take a man to distant shores that he never dreamed existed

When good things are on the horizon you keep walking towards the sun.

They take you. They treat you. They transform you.

All it took was a couple weeks and boom--they sucked the crazy out of you and your soul went with it.

Maybe I was a bad kid. But I was also slowly turning to stone.

Becoming nothing and no one was something she knew how to do.