“ I plunged into him, kissing him like I was flame and he was wood, our tongues igniting ”
If snowflakes are like people, how is anyone lucky enough to find anyone in this world.
~ Lisa Burstein
Maybe we were too broken to put back together. Maybe we’d been too broken to ever put together in the first place.
Unfortunately, I am only myself. I am scared and alone and unsure, but I am practicing. I am scared and alone and unsure, but that doesn't mean I always will be.Like AJ repeating words, I can repeat being me, until I start to believe it.
