“This just isn't my day. Or my week. Or maybe my life. No, sadly, this is my life. Lily pg. 102”
“It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”
“And then I feel something else. Something that's totally new. I feel the tiniest sensation of hope. Maybe my life isn't over. Maybe my life has just begun.”
“Life is much different from the days when there were lilies in my mother’s garden, and all my secrets fit into a paper cup.”
“After a year of therapy, my psychiatrist said to me, "Maybe life isn't for everyone.”
“Every day life adds a new page in my life...but the sad part is...every page is Blank...”