I rip my handout of hers, and I want to back away. I want to get as far from her as I can, but for some reason I can't move from this spot."What else did you tell him?
Lauren DeStefanoMots clés wither
We writers are resilient souls.
Lauren DeStefanoMots clés writers resilience
No matter how lonely it makes me, and no matter how wide and horrific the loneliness, at least I remember who I am.
Lauren DeStefanoIn another time, another place, I wonder who we would have been to each other.
Lauren DeStefanoMots clés love
When we were first married, I thought he must have been the most heartless, hateful man I'd ever known, but he was just as much a prisonor as I was. Where Vaughn imprisoned me with walls, he imprisoned his son with ignorance.
Lauren DeStefanoMots clés linden-ashby rhine-ellery
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.
Lauren DeStefanoWrite words you’re willing to burn at the stake for. Write words you’d believe in even if the rest of the world didn’t.
Lauren DeStefanoYou can try to please everyone and risk accomplishing nothing, or go for your dreams and risk pissing a few people off.
Lauren DeStefanoMots clés inspirational-attitude
The sullen boy sitting before me is not my husband, and the girl he is fretting over isn't me, will never be me.
Lauren DeStefanoI think, in this strange world of beautiful things, there may be some humanity after all.
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