Inhibited

“I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of thinking and enjoying what they call living, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds.”

““‘You aren’t a hero and I’m not beautiful and we probably won’t live happily ever after, ‘she said. ‘But we’re alive and together and we’re going to be all right.’””

“But darling, in the end you have to be your own hero because everyone else is too busy trying to save themselves.”

“Home is in my hair, my lips, my arms, my thighs, my feet and my hands. I am my own home. And when I wake up crying in the morning, thinking of how lonely I am, I pinch my skin, tug at my hair, remind myself that I am alive. Remind myself to step outside and greet the morning. Remind myself that it’s all …change. It’s all about…freedom.”