I could watch him do this until morning — never asking questions and never interrupting his work. I worship quietly — his intense focus and attention to detail and then, out of no where, I...

So much has been done to my body, and still, somehow, not enough.

I’ve grown up defined by this desperate, undeniable, ‘can’t breathe’ kind of space inside of myself and I’m afraid that the diagnosis is fatal.

It feels like the world is folding up around me, like origami paper, and I’m trapped inside of its breathless center.

I just want your voice aimed at me again. I want to absorb the direction of your eyes…

Your personal truth is your gift to the world.

You haunt my days and dreams.

I’ve always seen this in you, ever since you were a little girl — this hunger to love other people into their highest selves and it’s what has made me irreversibly and just so forever...

He could pour himself into my little paper cup heart and my emptiness would finally have a meaning.

I want you to trust yourself, baby. Love is all that matters and you’ve always known that. You’ve known, since you were a very little girl, what your life is meant to be about…

Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be.

I wish that love could be broken down the way it breaks me down.

Stop trying to be less of who you are. Let this time in your life cut you open and drain all of the things that are holding you back.

I wish on one of the stars for divine orchestration and save the rest of them for all of the other girls in the world who will feel like I do tonight.

I know that your soul is on life support and that you feel lost and like you’re completely spinning out of control, but you’re finding yourself — here, tonight… even in this darkness.

I can do this… I can start over. I can save my own life and I’m never going to be alone as long as I have stars to wish on and people to still love.

I’m tired of justifying why I love someone. I’m done with the explaining.

Please… Whoever you are, whatever you are… I believe in you even though I don’t completely understand you. I feel you around me even though I can’t exactly describe what I’m feeling. Sometimes things happen...

Standing naked on the beach with all of my secrets between my legs, I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me...

Let this time in your life cut you open and drain all of the things that are holding you back. I’m going to help you forgive the things that you won’t let yourself forget.

For so many years, I couldn’t understand why every time I thought that someone finally loved me, like… for real, they would eventually turn to vapor. Every person whom I’ve ever loved is trapped inside...

That last time you kissed me my heart slid past your teeth down into the center of your chest… trapping us both in a stainless cage.

I feel a resurgence of my 6-year-old self… that little warrior, goddess of a girl reminding me of who I was when I was little, before the world got its hands on me.

I feel like a paper cut just waiting to bleed.

I tried to push my body through his and completely disappear.

I want to be the best version of myself for anyone who is going to someday walk into my life and need someone to love them beyond reason.

I kept waiting for the part where I’d finally know who I was — some flashing, neon moment of relief, but it never came.

I’m going to follow this invisible red thread until I find myself again… until I finally figure out… who I’m meant to be.

The Fall will always be yours and mine…

I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself — my past and the kaleidoscope of mistakes, failures and wrong...

If I had an .MP3 of your heartbeat… I might actually get some sleep.

I know that this process of ‘me changing my life’ doesn’t just end once I set fire to this list of things I hate about myself. Tonight isn’t as much of a new beginning as...

He looked at me, that first day, like he had just found something he’d lost a thousand years ago.

Does our purpose on Earth directly link to the people whom we end up meeting? Are our relationships and experiences actually the required dots that connect and then lead us to our ultimate destinies?

In the old days, when travelers would get lost, they would follow the stars and I love that idea. I wish that I could rely on something as simple and magnificent as a star for...

I love him in ways that I can’t explain to other people. They don’t understand… it’s not their fault.

I write letters to you that you’ll never see.

I fantasize the night sky to be like a cosmic blue print of my life as I close my eyes and unbutton my heart…. just in case anyone up there is listening.

I ruin everything. I think that a bullet must have passed through my heart when I was very young, causing me to bleed out slowly, over things and people and every white surface that I’d...

If ever I was running, it was towards you.

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But I love you and I want you and I need you. Can’t you see that? This world has nothing to offer me if it doesn’t include you.

Something, somewhere, knows what’s best for me and promises to keep sending me people and experiences to light my way as long as I live in gratitude and keep paying attention to the signs.

I don’t ever want to hurt anyone, but I really wish there was something like a reset button on my life.

I really believe that there is an invisible red thread tied between him and me, and that it has stretched and tangled for years — across oceans and lifetimes. I know that it won’t break...

Because you live to love and love to live/ And because of what your heardrum will give/ Now we might love to live and live to love.

Time’ is the most threatening four letter word.

I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing.

I want to understand the strings that are tied between me and certain other people and if they really can stretch through infinite time and space without ever breaking. Are soul mates real, and is...

Everything hurts right now and nothing is helping because as the pain is getting worse — so is the love.