“Some nights I wear nothing but the thought of you, and I am breathtaking.”

When a man tells you, you’re too good for him, believe him.

Look at me like sex, and I’ll look at you like money.

Too deeply. Thats how much you hurt me. All my love fell in.

I am asking a boy to do a man’s job and love me.

Everything that broke your heart broke mine in the end.

I’ve lived hell on earth. Do you think I’m scared a little heartbreak.

The moment you were born, your presence was validated. You don’t need a second opinion.

Sometimes it is the spider that feels trapped in the very web she weaves.

A woman sees love as intimacy, A Man, often, as infancy.

I like the crazy ones- the ones made of a little bit of human and a lot of star.

Beautiful woman are like bees, stuck in their own honey.

I pop men like pills to make me happy, but they all wear off in the end.

I want to spend the rest of my dreams with you.

I have loved all the wrong people at all the right times to finally get to you.

Absence was always your best side.

Her delicate breasts shake his enormous apparatus in elaborate worship.

All the girls look good in college; I mean they’re young, they’re ready, they’re single, they just wanna have fun.

Pink dress, chestnut curls. A picture of innocence before life stole her.

I was built this way for a reason, so I’m going to use it.

This little black dress doesn’t hide imperfections. It shows off my soul.

I know how I like my house. I like it cute and cozy and a little funky, and I like it to feel lived in and worn, and I like the things inside of it to work. That’s all. And for me, it’s fine that my house’s interior suggests that I might not spend every waking moment thinking about how it looks.

And anyway, who wears a tiara on a jungle gym?

Double chin, Fat Thighs. Will you think about these things before your last breath?

Every freckle, mole, dimple, and scar, shine bright in my body’s constellation of stars.