“And in the end, we were all just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.”
– Christopher Poindexter
“They tell us all these stories
About women who became unforgettable
Because they walked away
And their absence opened up an ocean of longing
And their fault was only that they were too beautiful to be grasped
Between two arms and kept close.
They tell us stories about the women who were unattainable
Because they vanished
Inside a plane to Paris
On a road to Mandalay
In a train to Little Britain
And who carried the hearts of the men they left behind
In their suitcases.
They tell us to leave
In other words,
Because otherwise we will be forgotten
We will be just the shadow of a dream
And irreplaceable is just a word we fantasize
Because we cannot be the exception
But the painful rule.
But I want to stay
Be the woman
That Great Expectations
Was only a movie
And Estella was just a girl
Who came back
To the man who felt
She was unforgettable to.”
—Ioana Cristina Casapu, Shortcoming
“I’m going to tell you what a demon once told me: It is okay to want your own happiness. It’s okay to care about yourself the most. It’s okay to do what’s healthy for YOU.
When someone hits you, it’s okay to hit back and then ask them what the hell they expected. It’s okay. You are not obligated to sit there and smile and swallow every bit of shit everyone heaps on you. You are more than furniture, you are more than window dressing, you’re not their shiny toy.
You are human, and you have the right to say ‘That was shitty of you.’ You have a right to say ‘Let me feed that back to you; tell me, how does it taste?’ You have a right to protest your own mistreatment and set boundaries for respectful interactions.
The rest of the world doesn’t realize you have this right, and they will act offended and appalled when you exercise it, but it is yours.”