“Now I will stop writing about you. And I will stop looking for you. And I will take the emotional energy that I felt for you and feel it for myself. And that will be my rebellion.”

One day I thought to myself: it’s time I did something for me and no one else.  And so I left and I never looked back.

I wouldn’t mind having my neck kissed by you for hours.

Sleep . He won’t text you

I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.