Every Single Ordinary Person Has An Extraordinary

I'm Trying To Make Some Sense Out Of The Phrase "everything Happens For A Reason," And I Think I've Figured Out What The Reason Is - To Pissed Me Off.

"what Is It With People These Days?" He Hisses... "in My Day, Something Just Was. None Of This Analysis A Hundred Times Over. None Of These College Courses With People Graduating With Degrees In Whys And Hows And Becauses. Sometimes, Love, You Just Need To Forget All Of Those Words And Enroll In A Little Lesson Called 'thank You.'"

The Important Thing Is Not What We (look) Like,but The Role We Play In Our Best Friend's Life.

I Write My Novels Longhand. I Love The Feeling Of Writing; I Love To See Pen On Paper. It Feels More Creative Than Typing, And It's A More Visual Process For Me - I Can Picture The Entire Scene In My Head And Am Merely Writing What I See.

I Think I Need To Face What I Could Have Been In Order To Understand And Accept What I Am.