With you, intimacy colors my voice. Even 'hello' sounds like 'come here'.

I’m not sad, but the boys who are looking for sad girls always find me. I’m not a girl anymore and I’m not sad anymore. You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn't he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.

Light attracts light. But sometimes your light attracts moths and your warmth attracts parasites. Protect your space and energy

I belong deeply to myself.

The ego hurts you like this: you become obsessed with the one person who does not love you. blind to the rest who do.

The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.

I tend to the wound so often, it never heals.