Michelle

“If you are lucky enough to have a childhood
friend, try your hardest to grow old with them.
These friends are a unique, irreplaceable breed.
These friends lived through curfews and
Polaroid pictures with you. These friends know
your parents and siblings because they had to call
your house first to speak with you. Your memories
are not frozen in time on social media, but live on
nonetheless.
Most importantly, they remember the person
you were before the world got ahold of you, so
they have this crazy ability to love you no matter
what.
They are the living, breathing reflection of
where you have been. And so, just when you think
you’ve lost yourself for good, they are there to
bring you face-to-face with your true self, simply
by sharing a cup of coffee with them.
As your world grows and becomes larger and
more complicated than your backyard, even if you
establish a life elsewhere, I hope your childhood
friends remain lifelong allies, because mine have
saved my life on more than one occasion.”
― Alicia Cook, Stuff I've Been Feeling Lately

“I asked him for it.
For the blood, for the rust,
for the sin.
I didn’t want the pearls other girls talked about,
or the fine marble of palaces,
or even the roses in the mouth of servants.
I wanted pomegranates—
I wanted darkness,
I wanted him.
So I grabbed my king and ran away
to a land of death,
where I reigned and people whispered
that I’d been dragged.
I’ll tell you I’ve changed. I’ll tell you,
the red on my lips isn’t wine.
I hope you’ve heard of horns,
but that isn’t half of it. Out of an entire kingdom
he kneels only to me,
calls me Queen, calls me Mercy.
Mama, Mama, I hope you get this.
Know the bed is warm and our hearts are cold,
know never have I been better
than when I am here.
Do not send flowers,
we’ll throw them in the river.
‘Flowers are for the dead’, ‘least that’s what
the mortals say.
I’ll come back when he bores me,
but Mama,
not today.”
― Daniella Michalleni