If ever I was running, it was towards you.
Life, Love, Girls
I really believe that there is an invisible red thread tied between him and me, and that it has stretched and tangled for years - across oceans and lifetimes. I know that it won’t break because our souls are tied.
I want you to trust yourself, baby. Love is all that matters and you’ve always known that. You’ve known, since you were a very little girl, what your life is meant to be about…
I know that your soul is on life support and that you feel lost and like you’re completely spinning out of control, but you’re finding yourself - here, tonight… even in this darkness.
Let this time in your life cut you open and drain all of the things that are holding you back. I’m going to help you forgive the things that you won’t let yourself forget.
Each time that I have felt like I might finally be figuring some things out, life has decided to change the rules and I’ve had to start all over again.
Girls, Hope, Healing
Hope, in anything but myself, is just way too dangerous right now…
Life, Girls, Hope
I rubbed at my temple, where the zit was gone. It still hurt a little , though, deep under the skin. I hate those zits that burrow underground. You think they've vanished, but no, they just barricade themselves right next to the bone and hurt.
Funny
Expired condoms are like nuclear waste: there's nothing sensible you can do with it.
Humor, Funny, Weird
When you told me I didn't love youI simply thought how would you knowFor I remembered the spaces between your fingersAnd the crease between your eyesHow dare you tell meI never thought of you as mine.
Love, Poetry, Depression
Love is my drug of choice, even if it comes laced with pain and disaster.
I tried to push my body through his and completely disappear.
The Fall will always be yours and mine…
He looked at me, that first day, like he had just found something he’d lost a thousand years ago.
I write letters to you that you’ll never see.
Time' is the most threatening four letter word.
So much has been done to my body, and still, somehow, not enough.
You haunt my days and dreams.
Life, Love, Dreams
I wish that love could be broken down the way it breaks me down.
I’m tired of justifying why I love someone. I’m done with the explaining.