I love books. I like that the moment you open one and sink into it, you can escape from the world into a story that’s way more interesting than yours will ever be.
Things end. People leave. And you know what? Life goes on. Besides, if bad things didn’t happen, how would you be able to feel the good ones?
I didn’t want it to be one good memory that led to a lot of bad ones. I wanted it to stay what it was, one amazing moment, something that was strong and sweet enough to stand on its own. Something I could remember without any pain. – Kate.
The thing is, that world doesn’t exist. All growing up means is that your realize no one will come along to fix things. No one will come along to save you.
The truth is, I feel beyond sad. I feel empty. Numb.
The sun will rise tomorrow. It always does, and all the wishing in the world for the way things were, or for what they could have been, won’t change that. It won’t change how things are.
Why do people think being with someone is the answer to everything?
I have been smashed and put back together so many times nothing works right. Nothing is where it should be, heavy thumping in my shoulder where my heart now beats.
The world will knock you down plenty. You don’t need to be doing it to yourself.
I deserved the shaking and the headaches and the fact that every single time I took a breath I felt a squeezing in my chest, my heart beating even though I wished it wasn’t.
Grace is my favourite church word. A state of being. Something you can pray for. Something God can grant. Something you can obtain. Perfection is out of reach. But grace – grace you can reach for.
You tell yourself that you aren’t something or that you can’t be something, and you know what? It will become true. You have to decide who you are and what you can do and then go after what you want. Because believe me, no one is going to give it to you.
I do not fall. I fell so hard so long ago there is nothing left for me to land on. I just keep falling and falling and falling.
There are a million rules for being a girl. There are a million things you have to do to get through each day. High school has things that can trip you up, ruin you, people say one thing and mean another, and you have to know all the rules, you have to know what you can and can’t do.