I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful.
If people refuse to look at you in a new light and they can only see you for what you were, only see you for the mistakes you’ve made, if they don’t realize that you are not your mistakes, then they have to go.
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.