“She was made to appear crazy by the man who drove her there.”— r.h. Sin
Grief is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
- Jamie Anderson
Trying to prove anything to anyone is just imprisonment. And similarly… attaching yourself to a storyline you recite to everyone you come across. You can just free yourself and become someone new every day. And you don’t have to tell anyone.
→ Anonymous →