Do I really have to find a word for it? Can't it just be what it is?

I'm always standing on the edge of something bad.

It's one thing to fall in love. It's another to feel someone else fall in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love.

You think you know your possibilities. Then other people come into your life and suddenly there are so many more.

I know from experience that beneath every peripheral girl is a central truth. She’s hiding hers away, but at the same time she wants me to see it.

I mean, what if love isn't a yes-or-no question? It's not either you're in love or you're not. I mean, aren't there different levels? And maybe these things, like words and expectations and whatever, don't go on top of the love. Maybe it's like a map, and they all have their own place, and then when you see it from the sky - whoa.

tiny: did someone die? me: yeah, i did. he smiles again at that. tiny: well, then... welcome to the afterlife.