Friends help friends fight pixies.

We all have to feel empty sometimes.

Loving you is a full-time job. It's a great job, don't get me wrong. It's the best job in the universe. But it's not easy.

I just think about how saying that you love someone can make your heart feel like some sort of brownie sundae, warm, gooey, sweet and good.

What feels best is how I no longer hurt.

Why are there no names for the abscence of things? Why is there no name for the abscence of humanity?

What I have learned lately is that people deal with death in all sorts of ways. Some of us fight against it, doing everything we can to make it not true. Some of us lose our selves to grief. Some of us lose ourselves to anger.