There was a time where I didn't even know what to dream for. I teetered on the edge of settling for just-okay, and I'm so (sooo) glad God stepped in. He had a bigger plan waiting for me. Spoiler alert: He usually does.
I am sick of fake friends because I am done! I am not your ride, your convenient friend when no one will answer you and I am not going to drive to you when you don't even have the courtesy to come to me.
She was a silent fighter with a demon in her lung that stole her breaths from her before they passed her tongue. He was a silent fighter who was always taught to share so he held his breath when he was with her so she could have his air.