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January 13 - January 14, 2022
what there is, however, is the story of how they tried to quiet her & how her screams dismantled the moon.
i have a terrible habit of writing myself braver than i’ll ever be, & i’m not sure which of us i’m trying to convince— you, or me.
that’s how the girl learned how to love but only ever from a great distance.
sometimes she cannot tell the difference between the days she’s walked this earth as herself & the days she’s walked through paragraphs as someone else. - no one noticed & she liked it that way.
do you ever find yourself nostalgic for the life you never got to have? - (because i do.)
do you ever find yourself nostalgic for the person you never got to be? - (because i do II.)
can’t a prince a princess a n y o n e just come along & gaze upon me with such adoration it’s as if i’m the gem of the deep, not the rubble of pompeii? - when will it be my turn?
she didn’t kiss frogs. she kissed great white sharks.
“i ought to let you know— i find my prince every year,” - i said.
“then this year— this year will be all mine,” - he replied, unfazed.
you’re the kind of intriguing that inspired thousand-page epics. - how many centuries have you lived?
i acquired a gift for living outside of myself whenever i needed to swim away from you. - mermaid escapist III.
cages are still cages even when they’re designed to look just like castles. - illusionist.
it was easier to kill the sleeping prince. - i wrote my own ending in blood.
every touch that comes in sequel to y o u r s feels like a grenade. - tick, tick, . . . boom!
“when our villains win, do not fret. just rewrite the story.” - mother knows best II.
& so she did what any rational woman would do— ever so calmly, she reached out & she tore the stars apart.
becoming your own savior sometimes means knowing when you need to ask for help. - therapy session no. 1.
i don’t write what i write to hurt you. - i write what i write to heal me.
i am magic all the days i am a woman & i am magic all the days i am not. - demigirl / demigoddess.
the night may fall, but i will always remain. - i’m my own sunset.
“be stronger than the villains. be every storybook heroine come to life.” - mother knows best III.
sometimes the best thing you can do for yourself is to let the past remain in the past.
you are sad now. you are not sad forever.
you worry so much about the comfort of others that you cannot remember a time when you did something just for yourself. - you are worth spoiling.
they will say: you’re not talented enough. you don’t have an original cell in your body. you don’t measure up to the ones who came before you. your feelings are shallow. you’re whiny. you’re a hack. you’re a whiny hack. none of that could have possibly happened to you. . . . but if it did, then you embellished it. & it’s probably your fault anyhow. - & you will keep writing anyway.
