Her sadness makes her impossibly beautiful, like snow blanketing a barren landscape.
Without his father's shadow in a way, he's beautiful.
The irony of life is that those who wear masks often tell us more truths than those with open faces.
I scream for everything that has gone wrong. I scream for everything broken in our lives.
I always knew, on some level, that I wouldn't live long. It's simply not written in my stars.