" No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I think that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to defining myself. "
" At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don’t keep other people out, they fence you in. Life is messy, that’s how we’re made. So, you can waste your life drawing lines, or you can live your life crossing them. But there are some lines that are way to dangerous to cross. Here’s what I know. If you’re willing to take the chance, the view from the other side is spectacular. "