❝ I had learned early to assume something dark and lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn’t find it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by planting it there myself.
I wish I had your phone number so I could call and talk to you all night long. I’m not afraid of how I feel anymore
When I write shit like that, I just read it over and over until it’s memorized and stuck in me even more than before.