In the next election, I'm voting for your mom to be the next God.

...because if you can make yourself happy in the rain then you're doing pretty alright in life.

I text tiny a minute later. MADE NEW GAY FRIEND. And he texts back PROGRESS!!!

And still, for all the jealously, all the doubt, sometimes I will be struck with a kind of awe that we're together. That someone like me could find someone like you --- it renders me wordless. Because surely words would conspire against such luck, would protest the unlikelihood of such a turn of events.

If I lose it now, I will lose you, too. I know that. I hate it.

this blue shirt i have is practically the same color as my jeans, and looking all-blue is something only cookie monster can pull off.

he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with.