"But as long as I love you I am not free."
‘Okay, I get it,
for the worst’,
but you hold out
that small hope,
and that’s what
fucks you up.
"It is so hard to realize one day that you’re meaningless. That no one needs you, though there you are, wanting to give of yourself."
"You never need to apologize
for how you chose to survive."
"Anyway, my soul is hungup right now and I gotta make a move soon…"
"To me, it is not about getting over things and moving forward, it is about going through the sadness, taking some of it with you and being made whole because of it."
"I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap. It’s probably not even real."
"…you needed your whole self: you went and broke yourself, in pieces, out of its control, painfully, out, because you needed yourself."
"She stood there… As her heart began to beat faster she felt the steady rush of heat run through her body as she shouted out “Why Don’t You Love Me” and he replied “Because I Don’t Love Myself"