I Had A Million Plans. I Knew

Two Lost Things That Had Survived The Seas And Arrived On A Coastline. What Did They Do? They Implanted Themselves In The Sand And Grew Into Trees And Lined The Beaches. Sometimes A Lot Can Come Of Being All Washed Up. You Can Really Grow.

It's Funny How People Mark Their Lives, The Benchmarks They Choose To Decide When The Moment Is More Of A Moment Than Any Other. For Life Is Made Of Them. I Like To Think The Best Ones Of All Are In My Mind, That They Run Through My Blood In Their Own Memory Bank For No One Else But Me To See.

Finding Someone You Love And Who Loves You Back Is A Wonderful, Wonderful Feeling. But Finding A True Soul Mate Is An Even Better Feeling. A Soul Mate Is Someone Who Understands You Like No Other, Loves You Like No Other, Will Be There For You Forever, No Matter What. They Say That Nothing Lasts Forever, But I Am A Firm Believer In The Fact That For Some, Love Lives On Even After We're Gone.

She Strived For Perfection. She Loved Setting Herself Tasks, Sometimes Impossible Ones, To Prove To Her Heart That Underneath Every Seemingly Ugly Thing There Was Something Beautiful Inside.

I Don't Know Why, But There's Always The Part Of You, The Part That Hides In The Shadows Protecting The Self-destruct Button, That Doesn't Ever Want To Leave The Dark Behind.