Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
I find myself forgetting who I really am
Sometimes I feel like life is a game and I play with myself and others
More than anything, I long to collect all the pieces of my life
and put the puzzle back together again"
"she looked at him and all she saw was a stranger. the boy she once loved was gone. she knew it was time to fly away. she looked down from the sky and took one more glimpse at the stranger then left it all behind"
"I'm thankful that no matter how dark things might get, old friendships can still be rekindled. I'm thankful for new relationships that help us realize how far we've come from who we were and how close we get when we can really be ourselves. I'm thankful to know that no matter what they say you can go home...whether it's your home or not."