You have no idea how many times I escaped, how many times I ran away, how many times I held him off and how many times I told someone... You have no idea how many times I hated myself for not having the courage to live out my daydreams...

Some dreams have to be wasted, just as some nightmares have to be lived...

If i didn't have friends like you, i don't know where i would be right now - probably nowhere - so thank you for every tiny little thing.