sherry

I am tired in a soul crushing way.

My love is a privilege not many deserve.

You want love but you are afraid of the consequences.

He held my hand. Athough it lasted for a few seconds, it felt like forever.

If you don't know how to go out of your comfort zone how will you know how to handle it?

Maybe it's time to say goodbye to the things that no longer serve you.

I am searching for ways to talk to you...

Who are you when nobody's watching?

It doesn't hurt anymore.

Went from I live for them to I need to live for myself.

As I healed, something shifted from do they like me? To do I like them?

Trying to be soft in a world that is unkind.

I care too much about everything except me.

Who will I be if not the girl who once loved you?

Why am I addicted to tiny hearts and blue dots?