“During the day I would move my body to the rhythm that only I could hear. I would try and connect with everything in my surroundings thinking that it somehow connected to who I was and was secretly sending me messages about what was in my soul.” SoulRhythmConnet Book:Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter Source: Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter
“It wasn’t that everything was going my way, but I began to believe that the way it was going was perfect. I accepted that where I was in life, was exactly where I was supposed to be.” AcceptanceBelieve In Yourself Book:Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter Source: Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter
“It was strange that in some sort of Jeffrey Dahmer meets Ghandi way I was able to love myself for hating myself. It seemed like a warped sense of love. But it was love without conditions.” LoveCuttingUnconditionalGhandiCutterSnowflake Obsidian Book:Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter Source: Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter
“The caterpillar turns to liquid before turning into a butterfly. Liquid. Thus washing away any speck of his caterpillar self as he lies completely vulnerable to his environment in his chrysalis shell. One good solid gust of wind and the caterpillars boned.” CuttingWindButterflyHippieSnowflakeObsidianChrysalisCutterCateripillar Book:Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter Source: Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter
“My body flopped to the ground as I realized my doom. I was in love. Finally. It’s what every girl dreams about from the moment she starts dreaming, to fall in love and be in love. Well I was in love, and I hated it.” LoveDreamHate Book:Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter Source: Snowflake Obsidian: Memoir of a Cutter