Life Shouldn't Be About The Either/or. We're

I Was Tired Of Hanging On, Taking The Torn Pieces To Make Something Whole With Them.

It Wasn't Like I Was Some Expert On The Meaning Of Being Supportive. Was It Being Loyal Even Against Your Better Judgement? Or, Like Olivia, Was It Making Your Displeasure Known From The Start, Even When Someone Didn't Want To Hear It?

I Mean, It's Impossible To Fake Anything If You've Already Seen The Other Person In A Way They'd Never Choose For You To. You Can't Go Back From That.

Forgiveness Is Hard. Acceptance Is Doable.

I Always Have A Goal, Even If I Keep It To Myself. It Allows Me To Keep Pushing Myself.