bone

by Yrsa Daley-Ward

Loving someone who hates themselves is a special kind of violence. A fight inside the bones. A war within the blood.

He might really have been quite attractive, only he had no front teeth. That was why he was known as Washington. He would have been even more handsome than Denzel with good dentistry and sober habits.

Love doesn’t always mean you should stay. Sometimes the truth has to punch you, twice. Love doesn’t always mean you should stay.

can we talk about when it should be no but you say yes?

There are parts of you that want the sadness. Find them out. Ask them why.

The worst thing about somebody who betrays you, somebody who turns out to be a completely different person to whom you first thought, is the love that you still feel in your heart for them, embedded so deeply into the narrow spaces of yourself that you cannot access it to try and remove it.