My theory is that everyone at one time or another has been at the fringe of society in some way: an outcast in high school, a stranger in a foreign country, the best at something, the worst at something, the one who's different. Being an outsider is the one thing we all have in common.

“He wanted pain, I saw that in him, and what a man wants he will often manage to…”

“That's the way love sounds, my mother told me. You think it should feel like ho…”

“even the most dependable of men will stumble every now and thenThere are some p…”

“The sisters were glad to be together. They had the easy sort of relationship wh…”