blooming

“At the end of the day, people will let you down, they will label you as something you are not, it is all to make them feel better, it is about them not you.”

“I’m both too cold-hearted and too lit with passion. Always too much and never enough.”

“i want every stranger i meet to tell me their favorite tree. mine is the one with the loud red flowers just past the South Street gate. if you catch it in the right evening light, it looks like it’s on fire. everyone i love is one fire, but in a good way. i fall in love fifty-six times a day and that’s a conservative estimate. i’m sorry, i just think that everyone’s eyelashes are so beautiful.”

“I’d like it if you stayed.”

“You are a strange kind of beautiful. The type of magic that foolish men run away from and run back to when it’s too late.”

“I know I’m running late—I’m sorry. Things haven’t worked out the way I planned. But believe me when I tell you I am on my way.”