Survivors aren't always the strongest; sometimes they're the smartest, but more often simply the luckiest.

Knowing that this is what it means to live. That this love, this need is what drives us to push and fight and build and grow. That as long as there's hope and love in this world, there will always be the living.

If your friend really cared about you he wouldn't let you take such risks.

And I wonder if that's what my scars really are: proof that I've put myself back together again.