A text message has no soul, no matter how many commas you shift.
Vikki WakefieldWho, being love, is poor? Oscar Wilde
Vikki WakefieldI know that this is as close as I'll ever get. He's broken in ways I'm not.
Vikki WakefieldWhen you're a child, what you see and hear and comprehend can be sorted into little boxes. Then, as you live and learn, all those boxes open up and become rooms. The more you experience, the bigger those rooms get. If you're lucky enough, there are some people you will love, and who will love you, long enough to see their boxes grow into vast spaces. You'll understand things that had no meaning. You'll find dark corners that only light up for the briefest moments. But when you keep getting lost, you just end up with a pile of boxes.
Vikki WakefieldTags: life
The way I see it, you have two options. Run, run like hell, or dive in
Vikki WakefieldWrong turns just added more to who you are.
Vikki WakefieldThis is what you wanted, I told myself. To be alone. To keep moving.
Vikki WakefieldSometimes the best you can do is try not to be one of the bastards
Vikki WakefieldYou're so focused on steering without crashing that you never say the things you want to say
Vikki WakefieldThey all count, even the wrong turns; they all add more to who you become. Nobody wants to be a one-way street. There are signposts if you cared to look.
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