Yours Truly

We're all a little broken. We are a mosaic. We're made up of all those we've met and all the things we've been through. There are parts of us that are colorful and dark and jagged and beautiful.

The truest sacrifices are the ones no one knows anything about.

Sometimes things are easier to understand when unsaid. Sometimes words complicate things and make them murky.

It's the greatest revenge to be happy.

“I like plants,” he said. “Do you like plants?”

“I mean, yeah. As long as it’s not me taking care of them. I’ve killed a cactus.”