“I have gunpowder in my chest instead of a heart now, and it escapes my lips shaped like a bullet with your name on it. Soft people become dangerous when you destroy the things they hold dearest.”
“Your heart will fix itself. It’s your mind you need to worry about. Your mind where you locked the memories, your mind where you have kept pieces of the ones that hurt you, that still cut through you like shards of glass. Your mind will keep you up at night, make you cry, destroy you over and over…”
“There is witchcraft in our blood, in our bones we carry the magic that you could not burn away. You see, fire doe not eat fire. Your mother would have taught you that if the world hadn’t convinced her that despite her body being able to bring life into this world, she is not a magical being. Maybe…”
“There are always going to be people who will want to tear you down brutally, ripping parts of your soul to devour. The best thing to possibly do, is to know how to stitch your soul back up again with a needle made of determination and thread made of steel, smile a razor sharp smile—and go for the…”
“I. why do people leave when we need them most of all? II. why do people lie when they say their love for you will never fail? III. why does love end when it promises to live forever between two souls?”
“I. why do people leave when we need them most of all? II. why do people lie when they say their love for you will never fail? III. why does love end when it promises to live forever between two souls?”
“I. why do people leave when we need them most of all? II. why do people lie when they say their love for you will never fail? III. why does love end when it promises to live forever between two souls?”
“If my heart was a map, it would be roads and cities made of stories and poems and people that conjured storms within my soul just like him. Perhaps that is why when our eyes meet, it feels like I am looking into the eye of a hurricane the mind of a typhoon the heart of a tornado. There is only one…”
“A boy with the kindest eyes has done this to the hollow space in my chest: In the ashes where once there lived a beating heart embers are blowing awake again, as though brought to life like fireflies in a forgotten forest. This is how it feels to hope and dream again from the ashes This is how it…”
“There is an entire forest full of the most incredible flowers, plants and trees inside you, and you are ignoring all of it to nurture a single tree that they planted inside your heart and abandoned. The people who left you this way don’t deserve to become your favourite stories to tell. You are a…”
“There is an entire forest full of the most incredible flowers, plants and trees inside you, and you are ignoring all of it to nurture a single tree that they planted inside your heart and abandoned. The people who left you this way don’t deserve to become your favourite stories to tell. You are a…”
“There is an entire forest full of the most incredible flowers, plants and trees inside you, and you are ignoring all of it to nurture a single tree that they planted inside your heart and abandoned. The people who left you this way don’t deserve to become your favourite stories to tell. You are a…”
“Nothing is worth destroying yourself over, but if you are going to destroy yourself, make sure it is for something spectacular, make sure it is for yourself. There is nothing worse than ruining yourself for people who aren’t worth it.”
“Mama, I hope you’re proud of me. I took all the awful things they did, and turned them into empathy. Mama, I hope you’re proud of me, I may have let their poison under my skin, but I let it drip out of my fingers as poetry.”
“It is absolutely terrifying the kind of deep suffering the happiest looking people are able to hide inside themselves.”
“There are volcanoes under your skin erupting in secret and sill, you find the courage to look someone in the eyes and say ‘I’m fine.’ Even when the lava is filling your lungs. Even when the searing pain threatens to destroy your heart. Even when it escapes your eyes in the form of hot tears that you…”
“My alone is beautiful. It is slowly filling the graves you left inside me with self love and healing. My alone is softer with my heart than your love has ever left it feeling.”
“Think of him as a hurricane, and your pain as an active volcano. He has taken from you and gone. And your pain is erupting inside you. But even hurricanes and volcanos have a point where they end, and so will the memories of him that haunt you and your pain. But you my dear, you are an ocean. And…”
“Our mothers tell us that there are no monsters under our beds, or hidden inside our closets but they don’t warn us that sometimes monsters come dressed as people that claim to love you more than the sun loves the moon.”
“How to become a storm: Love yourself so much that you laugh with pity in the face of anyone who tries to throw cruelty and negativity in your face. How to start a wildfire: encourage other women with the hearts of lionesses like yours to do the same.”