Pieces. Isn't that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more?
Maybe staying on the surface keeps her from returning to a place where she can't breathe.
... Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up
Words have longer lives than people.
Maybe the impossible is possible when you take everything else away.
We all have a dark place in us. It's what we do with it and the choice we make.
Escape is not about moving from one place to another. It's about becoming more.