Tammara Webber

Love is not the absence of logic but logic examined and recalculated heated and curved to fit inside the contours of the heart

Sometimes fate or life or whatever you want to call it, leaves a door a little open and you walk through it. But sometimes it locks the door and you have to find the key, or pick the lock, or knock the damn thing down. And sometimes, it doesn't even show you the door, and you have to build it yourself.

The heart always wins out over the mind. The heart, although reckless and suicidal and a masochist all on its own, always gets its way.

You have to know what you want out of life. You have to go for it. You have to make these things happen.

You're a beautiful person, but you have quite a lot of ugly going on inside.

I feel like I'm losing my mind, but I don't know how to stop it.

Sometimes there's no happily ever after. Sometimes we just have to survive.

People change. Feelings fade. Lovers drift. Friends leave. Friends become enemies. Lovers become strangers.

Sometimes the hardest person to fight for is yourself.

You're not a mess. You're brave for trying.

Sometimes the past is something you just can't let go of. And sometimes the past is something we'll do anything to forget. And sometimes we learn something new about the past that changes everything we know about the present.

The thing about life is that you don't know. You don't know what's going to happen tomorrow or the next day or the day after that. No matter how much you plan or prepare, you just don't know.