I might appear confident and chatty, but I spend most of my time laughing at jokes I don't find funny, saying things… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
At what point does a fly give up trying to escape through a closed window – do its survival instincts keep it… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
Trying to describe my life and feelings to you is like trying to describe coulours to the blind, or music to the… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
“Within the grand scale of things, sitting in a classroom day after day is so utterly meaningless and pointless that it actually makes his… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
If I keep breathing, then I have to keep living, and if I keep living, then I have to keep hurting, and I can't… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves. — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
“What does this mean, then – I’m afraid? Scared of physical intimacy? No. I crave it, I dream about it. But for me there’s… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
At the end of the day it's about how much you can bear, how much you can endure. Being together, we harm nobody; being… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
Do I realy regret that night? That one moment of joy beyond compare – some people never experience it in a lifetime. But the… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
You cannot undo the past; you can only learn to live with it, find some way of making peace with it, and move on. — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
“I want to be with you, no matter what. I love you-" "But not enough.” — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
He is my soul mate, my fresh air, the reason I look forward to getting up every morning. — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
“Estar juntos, no dañamos a nadie; permanecer apartados, nos extinguimos.” — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
Time has stopped; time is racing. Lochie's lips are rough yet smooth, hard yet gentle. His fingers are strong: I feel them in my… — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
Nothing can relieve the pain. Not crying, laughing, screaming, begging. Nothing can change the past. — Tabitha Suzuma Copy Share Image
