We raise our boys the same way we raise our guns.
Somehow we are confused when they grow up to be rifles.

Some say don't burn your bridges.
I say, if necessary, let the kerosene kiss it on the lips & watch it turn to ash.
There's always more than one way to cross the water.

"When she broke your heart, did she also CRACK your spine so you would always fall in her direction?"

I always feel like I'm second best when it comes to friends. Like I always feel like I'm not as fun or outgoing to be around.

We take secrets to our graves that are no big deal to anyone but ourselves.

I'm learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things not meant for me.

Some people aren't good at asking for help, they're so used to being 'the helper.' Throughout their life they've experienced an unbalance give and take, so their instinct is usually "I'll figure it out on my own". The self-reliance is all they've ever known.