It isn't a matter of forgetting. What one has to learn is how to remember and yet be free of the past.

you've got my devotion but man I can hate you sometimes

I wish everything was quieter and softer
and less often

i think he's very lonely. lonelier than he lets on. maybe lonelier than he even realizes

the soul grows not by addition, but by subtraction; we find ourselves by losing what we are not

is it a loss? or is it a redirection?

no revenge because ppl who are naturally ugly inside end up destroying their own lives anyways

remember when you were fifteen and you were convinced you were evil and irredeemable and completely insane but it turns out you were just fifteen

I'm so tired man

Your soul stained my shoulders. My whole life smells like you. This will take time, undoing you from my blood.

sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you've been ruined

those who do not move do not notice their chains

dont offer a lecture to a person who needs a hug