even after the terror, i could never hate you. in all my sorrow, in all my grief, there is one common denominator: i loved you once.
“I feel very small. I don’t understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”— Anaïs Nin, Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939
“She dressed herself in confidence everyday and refused to wear anybody else’s insecurities.”— a.j.lawless
