there's not a boy on the planet worth this amount of angst. I know; I used to be one
Tammara WebberTag: dr-heller
Alcohol removes inhibitions. It doesn't trigger criminal violence where there was none before.
Tammara WebberWho gives a shit what everyone thinks?” he said. I see now that this has long been some sort of mantra for him. I've never been that free. I want to be, and sometimes I pretend to be, but I’m not. I’m forever chained to giving a shit about what someone thinks.
Tammara WebberShe scares the hell out of me and calms my soul at the same time. Maybe that’s what love is—a total contradiction that somehow balances out.
Tammara WebberI fight the urge to enjoy anything too much in front of him, actually, and now that I’m aware of that fact, my brain gets hung up on why that is.
Tammara WebberAnd I’m okay, I really am, most of the time. But sometimes, I’m just not.
Tammara WebberOr maybe I look in the mirror every day and am scared as shit that I’ll see either of my parents looking back at me.
Tammara WebberFew of us can actually change the world. We can only change ourselves. But if enough people took that to heart, the world would change.
Tammara WebberTag: for-the-greater-good
The getting is easy; the keeping is the important part.
Tammara WebberI'm eighteen, so he's right-- there's no hurry. I don't tell him how much I want that sort of connection-- a relationship like he and Mom share. The trust and respect between them is plain to see, but I know that under the surface, their relationship simmers with passion. I don't tell him how much I worry it will never happen for me. I don't tell him how some days, I feel as though everything I do is an attempt to be worthy of being loved like that.
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