Some women fear the fire. Some women simply become it ...

the moon will fadethe sun will riseand you will learnto let him go

she accepted a lovethat never matchedher own

most nightshe’s undeservingof any spacein your mind

powerful women are tired of tryingfor lovers who never try for them

I hate the moments betweenmeeting someone and leaving someone there’s this brief feeling of trustbefore the paranoia that seeps inonce you begin to realize that they’re just like everyone elseyou’ve met beforedifferent personsame bullshit

every time this happensI see my fathermy brothermy would be sonI see myselfstop killing us

I'm hurting because the color of my skin makes me perfect for their target practice.

she burned flames and drowned oceans

Since the beginning you have always been more than enough.