Iasha

When I was young I used to have this thing where I wanted to see everything I used to think ‘How can I die without seeing every inch of this world?

I want to be all that I am capable of becoming.

I’m still learning to love the parts of me that no one claps for.

I’m just tired; I just want the world to be quiet for a bit.

I just can’t get rid of the feeling that I am a bad person with a good heart. I always want to do the right thing but in the end I’m fucking things up. In the end I’m always fucking things up.

Submit to the pen and write Until you feel whole again.

She knew how to put one foot in front of the other even when they hurt. And she knew there was pain in the journey, but there was also great beauty.

I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest changed in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong.

I know too much and not enough.