I really wanted a baby of my own, but couldn't. I convinced myself that I didn't want any. Now I can't stand kids. I hate everything about them...

We always tell each other that we'd kill ourselves if the other one died. What I don't think she realizes is that if it weren't for her I would already be gone.

I'm adopted, and I wonder sometimes how often my birth parents think of me.

I regret not spending more time with you afterward. I miss u so much! And I can't really talk to anyone cuz... you "were just a cat" in their eyes.

I let you treat me the way you do because I'm scared to be alone. One day I will hurt you in a different way so you can feel my pain. I AM A GOOD WOMAN.