315 Quotes by Melissa Broder

I am trying to get betterWhat does that mean?

My mouth on your silence

The dark of not getting what I wantThe dark of getting itHoles forever and ever

And I don't give a shit about the stars

You can smoke all you wantWelcome to the coffin

Hi dumb dry memoryYou keep hurting my awe

I can hold back till infinity

No grey room to frighten meOnly the end of all the stale colorsEverything become all the colors

I used to think I would not live longNow I think I have my musicAnd I will become a song when I dieSo that even if I die today there is an awesome mercy