breezy

Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.

Kids that age are parrots of tone and phrasing. So the whole bit with “You’re getting it through! You’re almost done! You’re doing a good job!” means that there is at least one adult, if not more, in her life that regularly talks to her that way.

I hope you want to stay for a long, long time. I think I want you in my life forever.

I can’t talk about it because if I talk about it that means it matters. If it matters that means it’s real, and if it’s real that means it’s going to hurt.

Wrong time, wrong place, right person.

I’m not sure if I’m becoming the person I’m meant to be, or the person everyone else wants me to be.

The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can’t get away from it. Not ever.

I hate going to sleep with you on my mind and not in my bed.

“When you live your life with an appreciation of coincidences and their meanings, you connect with the underlying field of infinite possibilities