January 2011
6 posts
“she was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. she was a prism through with sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum. she was beautiful.”
i’m sorry for being jealous, i’m sorry for not caring enough, i’m sorry for caring to much, i’m sorry for butting in, i’m sorry for not knowing when to shut up, i’m sorry if i hurt you, i’m sorry i let you hurt me, i’m sorry if i just drift off and stop listening, i’m sorry for getting so paranoid, i’m so sorry if i got the last scoop of the icecream you wanted, i’m sorry i let you go, i’m sorry i...
Life doesn`t give you the people you want, it gives you the people you need. To...
Girls do not dress for boys. They dress for themselves, and of course, each...
– Betsey Johnson