I used to love school until everybody got old enough to point and laugh.
You can’t change people with love. It doesn’t work that way.
Then they fake smile at each other, but I’m starting to understand that smiling is really just another way of baring one’s teeth.
I took pictures of the people who thought they were my friends, but who I’d never let all the way in.
Sarah. Sarah. Sarah. I can’t get away from myself.
My one regret was that I never photographed the bat before we drank it.
No one has proved to me that my husband isn’t still alive somewhere in Southeast Asia. So, as far as I’m concerned, if even one man is alive, we own him more than this – than presuming him dead for the sake of tidying paperwork.
I have wrinkles. I am not tortured by them. I am no one special and so what if I have wrinkles? One day I will be no one special and be dead.
Instead of replying with my usual open-your-mind speech, I send love to my mother. Mom, I love you even though you are a critical, unforgiving horror show. This casserole sucks, but I like the way you roasted the walnuts.
Blowing up isn’t always external. It’s not always easy to hear or see. Synapses fire every day in my brain. Thinking is just like exploding until it eventually scars you and you can’t interact with people anymore. It’s like one big, final detonation.
You’re not being dramatic. This hurts.
I wish for world peace, because it’s about as likely to occur anything else I can wish for.
I picked up my camera and held it at arm’s length and took a picture of myself not caring. I called it: Glory Doesn’t Care.
People pleasers make the best victims. I see it all the time at work.
It’s a question. And I’m answering it. But I don’t know the answer yet, and I’m sorry.
I am as blank as a piece of white paper in a world with no pencils.
Why do people think there are clear answers for things anyway? There aren’t.
I’m not sure I can be what they want me to be. But I’ll try.
I remember asking everyone else in my life for forgiveness, but I realize I never asked myself.
The more I know people, the more I love my dog.