sometimesi love you meansi want to love yousometimesi love you meansi’ll stay a little while longersometimesi love you meansi’m not sure how to leavesometimesi love you meansi have nowhere else to go

to make him the oneand it took me three years to realizelove doesn’t work like that

men like him are experts atsmelling out girls like methe invisible oneswho believe they must be uglybecause their fathers didn’t love themhe said my nameand i had never heard my namedance off a man’s lips beforegive a little attentionto someone who’s never had anyand they’ll be slipping and fallingall over the placeunable to contain the joyof being wantedthe relief of being discoveredhe groomed me into thinkingi couldn’t survive without himthis is how men like himtrap girls like me- predator

make it a pointto love yourselfas fiercely as you do other people- commitment

i’m too in love with my lifeto be spilling all over the floorfor the next manwho gives me butterflieswhen i could look in the mirrorand take my own breath away

a man can’t give me anythingi can’t give myself- things i wish i could tell the younger me

capitalism got inside my headand made me think my only valueis how much i producefor people to consumecapitalism got inside my headand made me thinki am of worthas long as i am workingi learned impatience from iti learned self-doubt from itlearned to plant seeds in the groundand expect flowers the next daybut magic

no one is qualified to decide your worthyou wake up and live your life every dayyours is the only opinion of youthat matters

i am waking up to my godself