"Will it be a fast death? Will it be painfully slow? Do I deserve that? Why can’t I just die peacefully.. let someone who is holding onto life have it."
"I’ve spent too many nights thinking of my last hour… I spent too many days thinking of ways to let it all go."
"I can’t sit here and pretend that I’m a girl with all these standards and boundaries… I aspire to be that girl one day but right now underneath the natural care free hair, the awkward posture, the african statement earrings, and my soft smile, stands a girl with low self esteem."
"Am I your girlfriend? I ask… already knowing the answer.. he hesitantly says yes and changes his mind later… doesn’t want the commitment. It’s okay though, I guess I just needed that title to justify what I had just done."
"I find myself again in an empty stairwell…with someone I’d never stand a chance with but in that moment, everything made sense.."
I guess thats why I gave everything…putting months and years work into one short day