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Her face is a work of art. I wish there was a picture of it hanging on a wall in a museum somewhere so I could stand in front of it and stare at it for as long as I wanted.
the only thing that calms my nerves is doing things that make me feel like I’m still in control of my life and my decisions.
There’s a double standard for women, even behind bars.
he’s more tempting than any bougie coffee.
Crying seems to be the only thing left in life that I’m good at.
I don’t like that the one person I dislike the most in this world reminds me of the person I love the most.
Are you gonna live in your sadness or are you gonna die in it?”
She was quiet, she wasn’t very funny, she wasn’t even all that fun, but she was present.
“You didn’t really think this one through, Ledger.” “I thought about it plenty.” “Maybe, but you thought about it with the wrong fucking head.”
Every song is a reminder of something bad in my life, so I’d rather hear no songs at all.
“Is he nice?” I ask her. “He has a PlayStation.” “But is he nice?” “He has lots of Pokémon cards.”
It felt good to be worried about by someone.
so I said your name over and over and hoped God would hear me, even though I wasn’t sure if I was getting his attention. It certainly felt like no one was paying us attention that night.
I couldn’t breathe because you were dead, and how was I supposed to breathe when you had no air?
There was before you and there was during you. For some reason, I never thought there would be an after you. But there was, and I was in it. I’ll be in it forever.
There are people who find peace in forgiveness, and then there are others who look at forgiveness as a betrayal.

