Every time I kissed you I felt guilty.
She tried to hide against the wall of the top bunk where she was sleeping, but as Sells went to leave the room he turned around and spotted her. Sells reached over, grabbed Krystal, and slit her throat.
I don’t have anything revolutionary to say about it other than eating slightly better makes me feel more in control. And being in control makes my anxiety 10,000 times better.
Sometimes love isn’t enough.
Even though I have the same amount of hours in a day as Beyoncé, I simply do not have time to accomplish everything.
I judge people based on their footwear.
We really have no control over anything. And for a certifiable control freak like myself, that’s not just unnerving. It’s paralyzing.
Everything about that life was my dream, absolutely. Until it wasn’t.