“You had me believing that I was crazy. Every time I broke down over what seemed like nothing, it was you. Bade ran an anxious hand through his hair.Well, thats love isnt it? Davina took his restles...”

“Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes even nonsensical or harsh to the ears. Its truth in an otherwise dishonest world.”

“Tell me that you dont love me, and Ill leave you alone. In this time or the next. Tell me that you dont feel free. Tell me you cant stand the way I look at you. But dont tell me that Im not allowed...”

“My heart is torn in tiny pieces scattered throughout the years. I exist in several places because you carry those pieces with you, wherever you go, whoever you choose to be, Ill be beside you in on...”

“Im in love with fiction. A fantasy that slips between my fingers when reality sets in.”

“Sometimes I sit and stare out at the people walking by, wondering if theyve felt as Ive felt, trapped, alone, but guiltily content in the knowledge that I will never know anothers thoughts, and the...”

“Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes even nonsensical or harsh to the ears. Its truth in an otherwise dishonest world.”

“My heart is torn in tiny pieces scattered throughout the years. I exist in several places because you carry those pieces with you, wherever you go, whoever you choose to be, Ill be beside you in on...”

“Im in love with fiction. A fantasy that slips between my fingers when reality sets in.”

“Sometimes I sit and stare out at the people walking by, wondering if theyve felt as Ive felt, trapped, alone, but guiltily content in the knowledge that I will never know anothers thoughts, and the...”

“Sometimes I sit and stare out at the people walking by, wondering if they’ve felt as I’ve felt, trapped, alone, but guiltily content in the knowledge that I will never know another’s thoughts, and ...”