"I love to watch you dance
Take you down another level
Get you dancing with the devil”
RIP, Nelson Mandela, 1918-2013
Stop calling him. Stop texting him. If he wanted you, he’d be there.
I feel like I’m minutes away from having a “fuck this all” moment and walking away.
K.A. Tucker, Ten Tiny Breaths
The worst type of crying wasn’t the kind everyone could see—the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it.
If I had a dollar for every time I saw Shakespeare misquoted I’d buy you all literature classes.