I couldn't cope with it , it was too graphic reminder of all the things I'd never have. There was the feeling that I ought to do something about it. But I could not yet become the wounded person. This is my choice, nobody elses. I've got to open myself to new experiences. While the heart beats, bruise it - it is your only opportunity. We are the stuff of which winners are made.
Seven books of your choice, seven different pages, one sentence randomly picked from each page. Give it ago?
Laura.
Song: Give Me a Sign by Breaking Benjamin
