"There are some things I will never talk about unless I am asked. The pain, or perhaps the memory itself, is too fragile and will never be strong enough to be vocalized. You may see my suffering, but you will not hear of it beyond what I’m willing to show."
I need to be with someone who respects me enough to allow me to grow into the woman that I am destined to be, trusts me enough to give me the appropriate space, and knows how to love me hard and in a secure way
"For her you were either one of her closest friends or you were no friend at all. She had neither time nor energy for the casual acquaintanceship. She craved the hard lock: two minds, hearts, and souls as one, nothing unsaid, nothing untold, nothing unsung. If you didn’t meet her standards she didn’t hold it against you — she just dismissed you from her mind."
"For some reason, you will no longer be the person you believed you once were. You’ll detect slow and subtle shifts going on all around you, more importantly shifts in you. Worse, you’ll realize it’s always been shifting, like a shimmer of sorts, a vast shimmer, only dark like a room. But you won’t understand why or how."
"Sometimes, I feel like ripping apart my skin, and searching for a reason for why I feel this empty. Maybe my veins are tangled, or something is lodged in my ribcage. Because it feels like something inside of me is missing or broken."