I’m beginning to realize how little I mean to everyone and its pretty fucking painful.
Im not sure where I want to go- or who I want to be. All I know is that in 10 years from now, I hope that I am happy.
I said nothing for a time, just ran my fingertips along the edge of the human-shaped emptiness that had been left inside me.
Nobody can build the bridge for you to walk across the river of life, no one but you yourself alone. There are, to be sure, countless paths and bridges and demi-gods which would carry you across this river; but only at the cost of yourself; you would pawn yourself and lose. There is in the world only one way, on which nobody can go, except you: where does it lead? Do not ask, go along with it.
i’m sorry, but that’s just the way it is
She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you’re swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water’s deeper than you think and there’s nothing there.
Everyone is so full of shit
If you think pubic hair on a woman is unnatural or weird, you aren’t mature enough to be touching vaginas.