jenny sanchez

I close my eyes and see all the puzzle pieces floating around in my mind. I hear them click in place- and that’s when they finally became clearer to me. I see how nobody can save any one person, but also, how everybody needs someone. I see how shutting yourself up in a tiny apartment can suffocate you. I see how bottling everything up and stuffing it down can weigh you down. I see how sometimes you need complete darkness to see things you couldn’t or didn’t want to see before. I realise that sometimes what’s real isn’t pretty, but what’s pretty isn’t always real.
—  Jenny Sanchez