What she saw as elegance was, to my eyes, nothing short of macabre. I needed a job, and this limp-haired, twitchy woman had one.
Do you create a reality of peace, or do you stay in victimhood because you’re 'right'? No one has power over you unless you give it to them.
I realized that all of the unanswered prayers for love weren't a knock back from the Universe. It wasn't my guides playing tricks on me.
I know that one day I will meet someone who loves me truly. Someone who knows how to properly love. That’s the thing about young love: we’re too naive.