We Both Know The Limits Of This

Life Isn't Fair," Owen Told Her. "get Used To It.

It Was Always Late At Night, When Everything And Everyone Else Was Quiet, That Those Voices Would Rise Like Ghosts, Soft And Haunting, Filling Your Mind Until Sleep Finally Came.

Forgiveness Is Hard. Acceptance Is Doable.

It's A Funny Feeling, Being Suddenly Airborne. Just As You Realize It, It's Over, And You're Sinking.

I Seriously Doubt That The Santa Police Do An Underwear Check." -cora