nevermind

Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times? As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells…and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower…both strange and familiar.

There is a difference between kissing someone because they are attractive and kissing someone because words can no longer accurately express your feelings for the person

How terrible is it to be called beautiful, smart and strong but end up being alone every night.

When a person tells you you hurt them, you don’t get to decide you didn’t.