December22012
She can paint a pretty picture but…
This story has a twist.
Her paint brush is a razor
And her canvas is her wrist.
After, by Amy Efaw
November162012
We accept the love we think we deserve.
The Perks of Being a Wall Flower, Stephen Chbosky
May52012
When people don’t express themselves, they die one peice at a time. You’d be suprised at how many adults are really dead inside- walking through their days with no idea who they are, just waiting for a heart attack or cancer or a Mack truck to come along and finish the job. It’s the saddest thing I know.
Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak
May32012
I breathe in slowly. Food is life. I exhale, take another breath. Food is life. And that’s the problem. When you’re alive, people can hurt you. It’s easier to crawl into a bone cage or a snowdrift of confusion. It’s easier to lock everybody out.
But it’s a lie.
Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls
April202012
September 18
I looked at the sky this morning and realized that summer is almost gone which really made me sad because it doesn’t seem as though it’s been here at all. Oh, I don’t want it to be over. I don’t want to get old, without ever having really been young. I wonder if it could happen that quickly or if i’ve ruined my life already. Do you think life can get by you without your even seeing it?
Go Ask Alice, Anonymous
April32012
Some people have lifes; some people have music.
Will Grayson Will Grayson, John Green