And if you’re going to walk out of my life and leave, I ask one thing of you. Once you’re gone and you see that I’m doing fine, don’t you dare come back.
There are two reasons why we don’t trust people. First - we don’t know them. Second - we know them.
A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they’re entitled to know everything I do.
I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.