I Cry To Let Everything Out

I Am Learning How To Be Angry And Sad And Lonely And Joyful And Excited And Afraid And Happy.

I Have Never Heard A More Eloquent Silence.

In One Aspect, Yes, I Believe In Ghosts, But We Create Them. We Haunt Ourselves.

Don't Expect To Make A Difference Unless You Speak Up For Yourself.

I Pushed My Ragged Mouth Against The Mirror. A Thousand Crushed Bleeding Lips Pushed Back At Me.