You’d think I’d be used to this agony by now , but it always catches me off guard. Anyone who says grief fades over time is a fucking liar. It never goes away. It just gets better at hiding. You never know when it’s going to spring out of the shadows and sucker punch you in the gut. Grief is a real asshole.

Choices, by nature, are not right or wrong. They are only different paths, all ultimately leading to the same end.

Life is full of tough times and hard decisions. But as long as you choose to do the right thing, you’ll be OK.

I can be a hero and a villain all in one night.

The whole idea of wishing is screwed up.” “That didn’t stop you from making your wish,” I point out.