Even when you have a boy’s love, there will be endless moments when you’re alone — alone with your thoughts, alone with your own darkness. He can’t be your hero. He can’t rescue you. Because he’s an outsider. And you can only be healed from within. You can only save yourself.
I don’t need shots sloshing around in my stomach for me to find reasons to laugh with my friends until tears leak from our eyes. For us to make wild jokes that only we understand.
What would you do if you caught someone in a lie?
Fall in love with the texture of her hair. Fall in love with the curve of her spine. Fall in love with the rise and fall of her chest.
You’ll lose friends. They’ll be offended when you say you’re too tired and don’t feel like leaving your room. They’ll think that you’re lying and are making up excuses to avoid them.
Canceling plans. Don’t bow out of a party at the last second, because you don't feel like getting dressed. Push yourself to go. Mingle. Meet new people. It might be the best night of your life. It might be the night you find your forever person.
Move your fingers or tongue in different directions. Up and down. In circles. Figure eights. Try everything. Anything.
“I can’t live with what I did to that little girl. You can find most of her body buried in the garden.”
“The husband’s intestines are hanging out while he is being raped, still alive. That’s how the comic starts. It gets bleaker from there.”
Find a person that always makes you feel missed when you’re not around. Always makes you feel beautiful when your insecurities rise up. Always makes you feel valuable. Always makes you feel wanted. Always makes you feel loved.