her name is chris

You better let somebody love you before it’s too late.

I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.

She felt everything too deeply, it was like the world was too much for her.

I’m tired. My mind is working and working and it can’t stop. How do you stop thinking about people? The ones that you hurt, the ones that hurt you, the ones that are so beautiful your heart starts exploding, the ones that you love, the ones that you have a crush on, the ones that make you smile and laugh, the ones that make you feel safe and comfortable, the ones that make you understand the world a little better, the ones that make you cry at night, the ones that are always there for you, the ones that don’t write to you for several weeks, the ones that make your heart beat faster. The ones.

She smiled and hell broke loose.

Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness…