I know she is out there, living a whole life under a different sky, probably dealing with the same heavy things that used to make her shoulders shake....Read more

I’m sorry to myself for thinking there was still a chance for me to open my heart to someone else, because I can’t. And even if I could, I still would...Read more

Sprained ankle, exhausted mind — broken heart. Dionysus on a tongue, wandering dark streets, pretending to have fun? scars on lips, tears in eyes, lou...Read more

To save the person who saved you, you have to become their executioner. You have to break their heart so completely that they finally stop trying to h...Read more

How many times did you ask me to let go? And how many times did I tell you that I already did — that I was only reminiscing at three in the morning be...Read more

Dark room, broken fan — a silent clock on the wall, a dying body on the bed, with an empty mind.

I’m starting to have regrets—regrets for no longer having the feeling of falling in love, regrets for still loving a person from the past. These days,...Read more

Being perfect means fitting everywhere, but my mind has always been too big to stay contained. I was never good at making myself smaller, my thoughts ...Read more

‎I wish I could be the calm instead of the hurricane, the anchor instead of the wave that pulls you under. I wish I could stay long enough to put you ...Read more

‎if i just knew that would be the last, i hope i’d answer that last call. ‎ ‎i would’ve picked it up without letting it ring twice, i will hold the ph...Read more

She remembered everything. ‎Every day, without fail, she opened her journal. She wrote her lover’s name as though writing it could keep it alive. As t...Read more

Sometimes I think you live somewhere inside my head now. And maybe that’s the safest place for you—because no one there can take you away from me. ‎ ‎...Read more

She’s writing someone else’s poetry now. There was a time when I thought I would break if that ever happened. I thought I would measure every line, s...Read more

“Do not hold spaces in your heart for those who are not showing up to claim it.” Reading that line hit me hard. It woke me up to the reality that ever...Read more

My mother doesn't need to yell to hurt—her voice is simply a blade honed by long practice, a precise, silver edge that cuts clean and deep, not throug...Read more

I didn’t know I liked blood until I saw it running down the knife. I cut myself—not deep, just enough to bleed. I watched it slowly drip, and I couldn...Read more

Have you ever felt it? That aching feeling that you're only living because dying takes time? That you're not really waiting for something beautiful, j...Read more

I stayed stable in front of someone — composed, — even when everything inside me was falling apart. But instead of helping, they mocked me for being w...Read more

I keep wondering what love really means—not just in romance, but in friendship, in family, in the simple day‑to‑day kindness that strangers show each...Read more

I feel lost today. I don’t know how to act or what to do. Part of me wants to get angry at the world—I have every right to be mad, to go a little craz...Read more