Laugh. Kiss. Drink. Smile. Ask questions. Seek answers. Explore. Fail. Learn. Grow. Love. Feel.
We grow as people when we experience things. Not allowing ourselves to feel, to work through the details of ourselves, that isn’t strength at all, that’s avoidance.
She might come across as clingy, but that’s only because she likes to latch onto the good things in life.
It’s learning every day that you can survive anywhere, but you can only truly live at home.
Sometimes pretending hurts.
I’m trying to learn the kind of brave you taught me – pulling down the gates, letting go of control, trusting people aren’t growing weeds of lies when they’re sleeping in my bed.
I wish we could skip over the messy bits and just be together.
I can tell you one thing—healing feels like hell. But feeling like you’re in the middle of a hurricane is better than dragging yourself through the overcast every day for years on end.
Kids grow up to be there for others but torment the face in the mirror.
You put your arms around me and I am wild. Desperately reaching for you, to put my mouth on yours, to kiss my every dream onto your lips until we breathe the same desires, until all the time and space is no longer lost between us. Until we are one.