love

“her husky-blue eyes filled up with tears and they spilt down her cheeks. she was so desperate to love someone. it seemed like such a simple, singular thing to ask from this life.” - ghosts

“unless someone dies, if a relationship goes wrong, you somehow had a part to play in it. how simultaneously freeing and overwhelming it is to know this. men aren’t bad, women aren’t good. people are people and we all make, allow and enable mistakes.” - what i know about love

“being a heterossexual woman who loved men meant being a translator for their emotions, a palliative nurse for their pride and a hostage negotiator for their egos.” - ghosts

“i blame all this constant communication, everything has become too casual.” - ghosts