If you're going to fall, in love or in depression, act like a cat and land on your feet.

T.G.R.

I hate it when people tell me to wake up. I much rather live my life as a dream. Dreams are your heart's desires. And, isn't that what life's about?

T.G.R.

She screams inside and wishes she could utter a word of distress to show you she cries.

T.G.R.

Sometimes I wish you'd tell me you hated me, just so I'd have an opportunity to say, "Then maybe I should leave."

T.G.R.

He won't be here for graduation, any of my birthdays, or my wedding. He won't tell me he loves me, or he's proud of me. But of all the things I have to deal with, the hardest is admitting to myself I have a deadbeat dad.

T.G.R.

It's not about whether or not life is worth the pain; But whether or not death is worth missing out on everything else.

T.G.R.

Trust begins to slip and frowns begin to show. Between being ignored and being insulted, there are tiny sparks of friendship. I see you changing yourself into a stranger and I think; What if I'm just changing my view?

T.G.R.

He hears her cry when we don't hear her at all.
We see her smile when He hears her tears.
He sees her when no one else does.
He is there when we aren't.

We think that's enough, when He knows it isn't.

T.G.R.

With one more thing you scream, it's one more breath she holds. With one more thing you throw, it's one more time she shakes. Your anger gets out of control and she's the only one that knows it.

T.G.R.