to drink coffee with a ghost

by Amanda Lovelace

the little girl was so desperate to feel loved, to feel like she existed at all, that she took anything she could get, even if it was nothing but a bunch of make-believe. - don’t accept scraps.

i only find myself kissing boys who love to make monsters out of girls. - a guide on how to self-destruct.

whenever it feels like your world is crashing down all around you, the sun will always be there to warm you between the wrath of the storm.

when i think of my life without a sister, i suddenly understand what they mean when they say people can die from broken hearts. - the worst tragedy of all.