But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn’t do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn’t in that...

The old adage of forgive and forget became a trudge through quicksand on a beach as high tide crashed onto the shore.

But there were worse things than disappointment, and I’d lived through several of them already.

If one should criticize one should always have a meaningful explanation to accompany.

I might not be ready to pour out my feelings to the world, but I’d had enough of trying to ignore them.

Life. In all it’s mundane majesty.

As much as we strive towards the light, we still want to be embraced by the shadow.

Okay. I’ve got one. Do you think Pluto should still be considered an actual planet in its own right?””Much better. And yes, I do. I had to memorize the planets when I was in third...

I’m tired of hurting from the people who leave me. I’m tired of getting comfortable with others. I tell you everything and you leave. It’s like you’re take what is good in me and all...

I am going to shrink and shrink until I am a dry fall leaf, complete with a translucent spine and brittle veins, blowing away in a stiff wind, up, up, up into a crisp blue...

Sometimes you go do the opposite things anyway because in actuality… The whole time you’ve been wanting to hear the right thing from a person that will stop you.

To translate a poem from thinking into English takes all night.

I rather have a pastor that committed every horrible sin and repented, than a pastor that has no place of reference to preach redemption to a packed chapel full of sinners.

I have never had any difficulty falling asleep. No matter what problems I have. However terrible things are, I can sleep. It’s like killing yourself and taking the easy way out. It’s waking up that...

I was convinced that she was about to tell me my card was declined, and assumed Derek wanting to talk later meant he’d soon be telling me our life was declined. Everything, everyone had reached...

If you haven’t caused a scene in a psych unit, it’s just because you haven’t been inside long enough.

I miss you in waves and tonight I’m drowning. You left me fending for my life and it feels like you’re the only one who can bring me back to the shore alive.

Maybe loneliness is an acquired taste, or maybe it’s like plunging your hand in ice water–it hurts like hell in the beginning, and then you go numb.

I didn’t want to fall in love. Looking at you gave me chills and kissing you made my knees weak. You made flowers grow and fill the space in my lungs which made it impossible...