- (via xixiixii)
- Edna St. Vincent Millay (via heyy—sugar)
"I started writing this because I needed quick notes as to what to go over with my new therapist.
I continued to write it for own self growth and emotional healing. Then, after I wrote about my mothers death, to the least of my expectations, I was healed. I faced my demon that I thought was dead and buried long ago. I no longer felt the need to keep writing. I continued to anyways, and it sucked.
It was only after I saw the influence my words had on the young girls who read what I had shared with strangers on the Internet, did I decide that this project needed to be finished. So I dived into every emotional encounter as if I was a raw nerve, in hopes that my words would reach out to the girls who feel like I did for so very long.
The girls who felt abandoned. The girls who felt lost. The girls who looked for their happiness in people who never gave it to them. The girls who had been stereotyped as crazy, or too emotional, or stupid and reckless. For the girls who feel misunderstood or ganged up on or hopeless.
For the girls who’ve always known they’re crazy,
for the people who were brave enough
to love them anyway.”
-J.Davis (intro, TGWAKTC)
- John Green (via maxkirin)