If you have been brutally broken but still have the ability to be kind to others, you deserve a love that is deeper than the ocean.

“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”

It’s okay if you thought you were over it but it hits you all over again. 

“some days, it comes in waves. some days, tsunamis.”

Being stubborn isn’t always fun. It makes me cling to people who don’t deserve second chances, all for the sake of loyalty and compromise. Being sensual isn’t always sexy and cute. I crave the touch of someone venomous; I dream of their toxic lips and bittersweet words. I want their razor sharp fingertips to cut open my skin. I’m not as well-grounded as I look.

“I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.”

“I was looked at, but I wasn’t seen.”

“I have learned that when sadness comes to visit me, all I can do is say “I see you.” I spend some time with it, get up, and say goodbye. I don’t push it away. I own it. And because I own it, I let it go.”