Lauren Strillacci

What these people don’t understand is that, often times when you are alone, that is when you really feel alive.

Thinking about a past love shows that you are still hopeful for a future love.

“Is it too late now to say I’m sorry?” Yes, I know grades close today. No, you can’t make up the 20 assignments you neglected to do all semester.

Stop. This kind of thinking will only eat you alive. It will be the only thing you will think of at night. The first thing you will think of when you wake up. It will creep up on you like spiders on your skin. It will consume you and destroy any shred of happiness you have left. If you constantly wonder why, you will never see the light that is ahead.

I will not keep you any longer. It is not fair to me to waste another minute worrying about a love that is nothing but a forgery. A scam worked up by the con artist you are.

My heart was so full and you made me believe yours was too. I never questioned any part of us. There was never a doubt in my mind. You never gave me any indication that you weren’t all the way in.

I know who I am and that is someone who loves.

A fight between two 250-pound male students breaks out and you’re a 125-pound female teacher.