Quotes added on Friday, June 15 2018


i don’t know what i’m supposed
to do, haunted by the ghost of you.


there’s a boy here in town, says he’ll love me forever. who would’ve thought forever could be severed by the sharp knife of a short life?

in a language that doesn’t have the word ‘love’ I say “I still have the receipt from the film we watched on our first date” I say “I bought four red sweaters after you told me it was your favorite color” I say “it’s been exactly two hundred and twelve days since our last kiss” I say “last week, in a hotel room, the complementary pantene shampoo was the type that you use” I say “I walked around smelling like you and nobody else cried over it” I say “yes, I’m still crying over it” I say “the other day somebody’s ringtone went off in class and it was the same noise you set for your alarm and it took me a minute to figure out where I knew it from” I say “I’m terrified of someday not knowing where I knew it from”...


Humans are bad at most things. Love, relationships, parenting, holding ourselves together, being dependable. But there is one thing we are so good at, that we are in fact, spectacular at it. We are all so damned good at being broken open. It’s how the light gets out. It’s how we know it’s there. Because once in a while, someone comes along who tells us life is so much more than just existing. Someone comes along to remind us, to stop being so small and so human. And do better by being so much more.

It feels like the world only considers a woman to be a woman when she has turned herself inside out giving and giving and giving and giving. And even then, even at the end, it does not thank her. It simply chides her for not having more to give.

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