42 Quotes by Emily Curtis

Fatigue dances behind my eyelids, but my brain still hums to the melody of the moonlight.

You’re not out of my league, there are no leagues.

We compete to see who can prove they care less.

One word is all it takes to erase the word “Stranger” -hello.

I figured if I held my breath long enough and sucked my stomach up under my ribs far enough and powdered my face pale enough and gave myself enough razor burns and plucked the hairs between my eyebrows until my eyes watered and painted my nails girly enough and squeezed my jeans on tight enough and demolished my natural beauty enough I’d be pretty enough.

The rest of my small but loving family, who I know will read this and wonder where it all came from.

They compete over who can become the best version of generic.

And here I am, pouring my life into a notebook that will never know its importance.

Empathy tugs lightly on my shirt sleeve and gently whispers in my ear, “they are struggling too.