Amanda B > Recent Status Updates

“I listened to the same heartbroken song the entire bus ride home, because it was still summer when sadness was beautiful.”

“I close my eyes, and I breathe her in, and I think about this home that belongs to neither of us, and I listen to the fire crackling, and I feel the warmth of the room and of her body, and we are okay.
We are okay.”

“My current favorite is called ‘The Two Frida’s’.” It’s pretty much the way it sounds. There are two versions of her, sitting next to each other on a bench. One is wearing a long white dress with an elaborate lace bodice and collar, and the other one is dressed in . . . I don’t remember exactly. Something more relaxed. But the thing that I really like about it is you can see their hearts.”

“I know that I am always alone, even when surrounded by people, so I let the emptiness in.”

“I could score myself a bottle of whiskey (though I promised Gramps I wouldn’t) and let it make me glow, let all the room’s edges go soft, let the memories out of their cages.” Whiskey creating heat…warmth rising into the surface of the recipient’s skin. Reality melts softly, becoming warm wax, boundaries becoming pliable. Memories locked away in cages - animalistic. Hidden away for protection of all.