Cassandra Lynn

You either like me or you don’t. It took me twenty-something years to learn how to love myself, I don’t have that kinda time to convince somebody else.

Be with somebody who always wants to know how you slept.

The wrong kind of guy to fall in love with is the guy who will let go of the steering wheel as a joke. A guy who finds it amusing to make you uncomfortable—which is more common than you’d think—is someone you want to avoid.

I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.

…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, That was fine. And your life is a long line of fine.

And then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?

Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.