The purpose of water is to drink it but we swim in it for the fun of it.

Honestly, if I stay on this gruelling path, I'm going to end up as another suicide statistic.

I didn't let what I wanted to do become a made up memory that I looked back on years down the road and wished it was real.

You know what's the worst? Having realistic, ordinary expectations taken out of your reach by seemingly unrealistic, extraordinary circumstances.

The false hope I filled myself with is fleeing and I'm beginning to feel scared again.

You live by whatever rules you need to govern your life the best you think. Let's just try not to encroach.

Time is wasted on the young and experience is wasted on the old.

If you're not happy with yourself, how can you even begin to figure out if another person makes you happy, annoyed, angry, sad and so on.

The acceptance of just one person is enough to silence the rejection of thousands.