summer nights

me at the dentist

Sometimes you don’t get closure. You just move on.

people go but how they leave always stays.

Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.

For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

The first person you think of in the morning, or last person you think of at night, is either the cause of your happiness or your pain.

I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.

I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.