4 Quotes by Rochelle Maya Callen

We cry in our own rooms, remembering a man who will never be here again.The house creaks. Maybe it feels the weight of our grief, maybe the floorboards are buckling because the burden is too heavy.

 Wasting time is a stupid thing to do in this big ol' ugly world.

Love is a sliver of sunlight peeking through the darkness; a whisper of hope when all is lost.

People can change... no matter where they come from, no matter where they think they ought to go, people can make their own way.