You go places you never thought you would. You become things you never dreamed.
What hurt the most was that I had accepted them.
You don’t know what’s missing because you don’t even realize a piece should be there.
Some loved ones are gone because they’re in a better place now. Others are gone because I am.
It’s everyone’s chance to remember, even if you don’t want to.
For a kid, those insults are worse than mean, they’re true.
I’ve had a lot of broken washing machines in my life. Only one was literal and the rest were all figurative.
We’re not supposed to talk about these moments. We’re supposed to pretend they don’t happen and hide them behind our shiny social media accounts.