Does it matter where the birds go? Does it even matter what species they are? They leave here, that’s the point, first their bodies, then their sad cries. And from that moment, cease to exist for us. You must learn to think of our passion that way. Each kiss was real, then each kiss left the face of the earth.

I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.

There is so much I have left to give you but now I want it all for myself.

every time you learn new ways to destroy yourselfis another opportunity to learn new ways to recreate yourself.

To remember everything is both a blessing and tragedy. 

How did such an enlightened heart like you, find such a twisted, broken, soul like me?

We met each other when we were young, before we knew enough about disappointment, and once we did we found we reminded each other of it.

I’m the type of broken you bring home to your mother, But I’m the type of ocean you can’t swim in forever.

Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.

I talk to the flowers about you.

She is nighttime on fire / inside herself

It’s been a while since I’ve felt an emptiness like this. If only for a fleeting moment, you filled a great and terrible void. You tamed me.

He could only be laughed at by a woman, and they worshipped him instead.

You have a choice. You can either go through life holding yourself back by constantly comparing yourself to others. Or you can put yourself out there, knowing that you aren’t perfect, to enjoy the experiences that you’re given.

I left church because God couldn’t save me. I left church because I want to believe in myself.

Tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.