Truthfulness itself is almost medication, even when it’s served without advice or insight.

My thoughts seem thick, ketchup stuck in a bottle. Like trying to feel someone's face while wearing goosedown mittens.

After was better. Before was only there so After could happen.

But my favorite band is Curbside Life, out of Chicago.

I think I love him, but I also think that you can love people who aren't good for you.

Saying just the right thing after a considerable, awkward pause is far less effective than saying the wrong thing with perfect timing. I'm telling you.

I hate news and information and anything that threatens to puncture the bubble of oblivion in which I live.