Between the Lines

Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words will break my heart.

Interesting how self-portraits evolve with us over time.

Interesting how self-portraits evolve with us over time.

Cognitive dissonance is my least favorite kind.

I don’t know you,
But I want you
All the more for that.

—"Falling Slowly," from Once

I sometimes hate that people who know me can tell when I’m upset. It becomes very inconvenient when you’re trying to ignore your feelings.

Some nights you just wanna sit alone in a practice room, crawl under the piano and have a good cry.

I’m sorry for everything I ever put you through. I’m sorry for being too selfish and immersed in my own sadness to appreciate you and I’m sorry for weighing our relationship down with the heaviness of my own heart. You deserved joyful love and I couldn’t give you that, and for that I am so incredibly sorry.