I've Found In My Own Life That

Some Things Are Meant To Be Broken. Imperfect. Chaotic.

Like Life Isn't Complicated Enough. You Should At Least Be Able To Follow The Signs.

Okay. Enough." I Got Out Of The Closet, Brushing Myself Off, Then Turned Around To Face Her. "this Is Happening. So You Need To Go Downstairs, Face Your Fears, And Make The Best Of It, And Everything Will Be Okay." She Narrowed Her Eyes At Me. "when Did You Suddenly Become So Positive?" "just Get Out Of There.

It's All In The View. That's What I Mean About Forever, Too. For Any One Of Us Our Forever Could End In An Hour, Or A Hundred Years From Now. You Never Know For Sure, So You'd Better Make Every Second Count.

You're Not A Sucker. You're Just Nice. You Give People The Benefit Of The Doubt.