This Is Me Admitting That I Like You

You swallow the words that have tried to fight their way out. You take piping hot showers to wash away any trace of your feelings and of him.

Keeping Breathing: A Reflection On One Crazy Life

It is four in the morning, I am sobbing so hard I can’t catch my breath, I have fresh tattoos on my wrists and all I can think about is ripping them off to see if the ink will come up with them.

This Is How You Let Go

There’s no such thing as hidden meanings. You have to listen to what they say when the words come tumbling from their mouths. Even when those words taste bitter and are difficult to swallow.

To The Boys Who Cheat

You’ll be forgiven, mostly forgotten, and you’ll only exist in pieces like the remnants of a bad dream or a scar that hasn’t totally faded. But I’ll haunt you for the rest of your life.