Hope is believing in something that eludes you. It's a desperate feeling in a desperate situation.

You are the only one who can.

I feel like I am either on the cusp of something great, or standing on the edge of my abyss, discovering something brand new, or uncovering somebody elses lost imagination.

When people say they hate life, to what are they comparing it to? The alternative isn't any more appealing.

Believe in the wonderment of life, the magic of love, and the reality of death.

Knowledge may be power, but half of what I know I wish I could forget.