The louder we get, the harder it is for someone to even find their voice.
Sooner or later, everyone looks guilty. And given the right circumstances, the right motivation, who knows what any of us might do?
Shame is what other people put on you. And they make it like you have to own it or something, but you don’t.
People always tell you who they are. You just have to listen.
History between two people can be an explosive thing.
Winning at the cost of who you are, winning at the cost of becoming someone that you hate, means nothing.
Why you want to be with one person and not someone else, you can’t always explain it.
We all have secrets that we carry with us. And the more we carry, the heavier the load.
Violence begets violence. It just doesn’t always look the same. Some suffer in silence, desperate to escape their pain. Some of us do violence to ourselves. Some try to break the pattern.
The truth can be dangerous. Lies are easier. Until they aren’t anymore.
No matter what may come, or where we go, if it’s one person in the mirror or all of us, we remember how good we are.
No matter what I do, you’re still on top of me, and I still can’t breathe.[to Bryce]
