You may right now be nursing a broken heart. Friends will say, "Aren't you glad you had the experience anyway?" And you may say "No." Eventually, unbelievably, you may not remember the boy that trigge...
There's a boy whose affection I am determined to hunt down and kill. It used to be material objects I felt I needed to be happy. It would make me feel stable if I had him. If I had someone like him, i...
When I come home from school, I take my Doc Martens off and put on fake satin mules with the marabou trim, slip into my dressing gown and my movie, and I feel serene. I hold a glass of Coke to my chee...
If killing yourself is not an option anymore, you have to sink into the darkness instead, and make something out of it.
I'm in love with someone good and kind and gentle, and he's seen the darkness too, but somehow we've become each other's light.
My radar, after all these years of sanity, is still off when it comes to what people do or don't mean.
I don't want to go to university. I don't like unity and I hate verses. I just love the choruses of songs.
It took a long time, but my heart now feels full when I think of him. When you fall in love again—which I have—it's funny the other things that come back in with that open-ness. You have this ghost ch...
In the grip of madness, materialism begins to look like an admirable belief system.
[...] my quirks had gone beyond eccentricity, past the warm waters of weird to those cold, deep patches of sea where people lose their lives.
When I come to the end of my life when I come to the real end, at the right time, my mind may flash with random images... But I am not being hopeful about this when I say my last thoughts will be of...
When he kisses me, I cry. I explain it's not because I wish he were someone else, it's because it's such a shock to the system to be desired after feeling so completely abandoned.
Hotel rooms are funny things. They make everything look different. If people have to sleep with each other, sexually or platonically, they should do it in kitchens. The kitchen is the epicenter of tru...
He says he thanks every star the we existed on the same clestial plain. But here we are on earth, dirty, well used, a man made throughaway for intersecting dreams.
We all perform. It's what we do for each other all the time, deliberately or unintentionally. It's a way of telling about ourselves in the hope of being recognized as what we'd like to be.
Time heals all wounds. And if it doesn't, you name them something other than wounds and agree to let them stay.
I finally accept that not only do I not understand the death of my relationship, but I do not need to. These men were good and kind to me, they loved me and I loved them back and the shock at the fini...
I still believe that you truly find yourself not in travel, but in other human souls.
You do it how you can do it, so long as it's getting done, you're okay.
People can only do what they can do.
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