I don’t broadcast every high & I don’t hide every low. I’m trying to live. I’m not trying to convince the world I have life.
She was pretty in the kind of way that said she’d run a dagger through your heart and still keep smiling the whole time.
Life is too short to keep breaking your back for someone who doesn’t have a spine of their own.
7 Billion smiles, and yours is my favorite.
I want to tell you about September 11th. I want to tell you how when I think about that day, I get this lump of sadness in my throat that feels like I’m swallowing air as if getting ready to burp, except that the release never comes. I want to tell you that I don’t remember being sad or scared because my parents were ok, my friends were ok, and at the age of 6 that meant my world was ok. The grownups are supposed to be the ones who aren’t afraid of anything. I am now 19 and scared shitless. I want to tell you all of this, but I am afraid that you will respond with politics. And September 11th is about anything but politics.