sometimes i wonder what i would think of my body if it wasn’t my own? like if someone else had my body and i was looking at it from an outside perspective? i think two things would happen… for one, i would have much nicer thoughts about it. and two, i actually just wouldn’t really care about it? because i don’t notice anyone else’s body in the way that i scrutinize my own. i wish i was better at remembering that. absolutely no one is as critical of me as i am of myself
"and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love"
"There are certain people that come into your life, and leave a mark. I’m talking about the ones who, for whatever reason, are as much a part of you as your own soul. Their place in your heart is tender, a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business. Just hearing their names pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways, and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself, words are useless. If you had a lifetime to talk, there would still be things left unsaid."
THE MOVIELIFE - JAMESTOWN
"IF MY MIND’S THE WEAPON, MY HEART’S THE EXTRA CLIP!"
"Forgive yourself for not having the foresight to know what now seems so obvious in hindsight."
"We’ve all been sorry, we’ve all been hurt, but how we survive is what makes us who we are."