If I could go back and do life over, I wouldn’t. I’ve heard that answer my whole life. Every person I’ve ever asked that question to has always said “I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t go back.” And I didn’t understand it until now. Each person, no matter the circumstances, even with all the regrets and shortcomings … Continue reading if you could do life over, would you?
When I think about the wind, I think about the knots in my hair your fingers get tangled in, and the laugh you make when trying to break free when you do not realize secretly I’m betting against your dexterity in detangling I don’t want to break free from you — rather — want to … Continue reading emphasis.
“How do I learn to be open with people?” “The trick is learning who to be open with.”
mama said never depend on a man but the truth is most days I can’t even depend on myself.
There’s so much sadness in a quiet room at night. Even the softest tear can echo so loud.
There are a lot of moments in life where you feel they slip away from you as soon as they come—like you’re watching in third person and you can scream all you want, but they can’t hear you; you go to reach but you miss because they’re just as untouchable as you are.
A home isn’t a home until it feels like a home.
Don’t blame her for the demons that came before you; you are treasure and treasure doesn’t come without a fight.
And I think—you know—when you believe in something, like really believe in something, there’s no way that belief will fail you because you’re manifesting it out of thin air. You’re breathing life into it—giving it oxygen and a heartbeat to live as freely as you desire. Your thoughts are your new pair of lungs; be … Continue reading the road map to your greatest potential—a messy poem.