If you want to be loved, be a lovable. It's a good place to start.

Her mind is an unquiet one, words and thoughts and impulses constantly crashing into each other.

And I told you: I think of a photograph you took of me, up in Montreal. You told me to jump in the air, so in the picture, my feet are off the ground. Later, I asked you why you wanted me to do that, and you told me it was the only way to get me to forget about the expression on my face. You were right. I am completely unposed, completely genuine. In my mind’s eye, I picture myself like that, reacting to you.

this might be the happy ending without the ending

Laughter rarely lasts longer than a few seconds, it's true. But how enjoyable those few seconds are.

Sometimes desire is air, sometimes desire is liquid. And every now and then, when everything else is air and liquid, desire solidifies, and the body is the magnet that draws its weight.

I have already spent roughly five thousand hours asleep next to you. This has to mean something.