"I didn’t realize how badly I was treated until someone started treating me with respect."
"Our story finished at a
poor chapter and I suppose
that is why I am beginning
to despise our whole book but
I still cannot help myself from
going back to page one and reading
every chapter from the beginning.
The laughs, the tears, the crying,
the jokes, the bliss, the nicknames,
the butterflies, the sleepy voices,
and I hope sometimes you read our
book from chapter one too, because
it really was a beautifully
"She wore faded jeans and soft black leather
She had eyes so blue they looked like weather
When she needed me I wasn’t around
That’s the way it goes, it’ll all work out…"
This is the line that has gotten me through life.
that random moment when you suddenly remember someone who is no longer in your life and it feels like a knife through the chest
"I’m homesick for arms that don’t want to hold me."
lies will always be lies no matter how white they are