Thought Catalog


I know the consequences. If I don’t go to class, I could fail the course. If I don’t brush my teeth, I could get a cavity. If I don’t text my friend back, I could lose them forever. But what does it matter? Right now, it doesn’t seem to matter at all.

When she breaks – she will keep it from you because she has learned that silence is her shield. She clings to her vulnerability behind a mask that annoys you in its dullness.

You destroyed a piece of me. A piece of me that I’m still hoping to get back. A big piece that was adventurous and loving and everything a lot of people look for in a girl. The kind of thing that makes a girl whole.