the right person is the first place where your nervous system realizes the war is over

you will never know who i am in reality because the depth of my existence exceeds the limit of your understanding

i like providing for the people i love. not because they can’t do it themselves, but because care should feel visible

you're just thinking it's a small thing that happened the world ended when it happened to me

lust painted a masterpiece; time revealed the cracks

being understood by everyone was never part of the design

some people are recognized immediately..others are understood years later

but when you're a good swimmer, people tend to forget that you can drown too

when you find out something they did during "no contact" and now all the love that you have for them has tured into disgust