Where i go ( Read more... )

there are two kinds of people for me to love in this life, and never shall they meet as one. it has always been this way, i just didn't understand it ( Read more... )

There are so many things I've come to understand this year that I don't think I ever could have without being here myself ( Read more... )

this is by far the scariest thing i have ever done ( Read more... )

i want to tell you everything, but i dont know where you are ( Read more... )

im pretty happy. im terribly lucky.

i still cant believe what we lost.

isn't it rich? we're strangers again.

come home, you still can.

good morning, sweetheart. im wide awake today. my dog died and you'd have understood. i have to ask you- if you love me, then where did you go?

( and you're lying awake, away on your side )

forgive me, love, though i address it to "you", this is about so many different things and people ( Read more... )

There is a scrap of paper on my wall in my room here, that I hung up probably about a decade ago. I think it meant a lot of different, lesser things to me then.

To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization that I can't control another.
To let go is not to ( Read more... )