Rabia

“I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls
with clean blood
and organized drawers.
I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
at night when no one else is alive
or awake
however you choose to see it
and I live in my own flames
sometimes burning too bright and too wild
to make things last
or handle
myself or anyone else
and so I run.
run run run
far and wide
until my bones ache and lungs split
and it feels good.
Hear that people? It feels good
because I am the slave and ruler of my own body
and I wish to do with it exactly as I please”
― Charlotte Eriksson, You're Doing Just Fine

“And the feeling that people are like houses with vast rooms and tiny windows.”
― Becky Albertalli, Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda

“Don't waste your time being what someone wants you to become, in order to feed their list of rules, boundaries and insecurities. Find your tribe. They will allow you to be you, while you dance in the rain.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“unrequited love is like
kneeling on uncooked rice
and waiting for
the boiling water
of his kisses
to soften the pain
but he never comes.”
― K. Y. Robinson, The Chaos of Longing