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

After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simple are

When is a night over? Is it the start of sunrise or the end of it? Is it when you finally go to sleep or simply realize that you have to? When the club closes or when you everyone leaves? "It's over when you decide it's over," she says. "When you call it a night. The rest is just a matter of where the sun is in the sky.

For I have never wanted a lover, but I have always wanted to love, and to be loved.

You can give words, but you can't take them. And when words are given, that is when they are shared. We remember what that was like. Words so real they were almost tangible. There are conversations you remember, for certain. But more than that, there is the sensation of conversation. You will remember that, even when the precise words begin to blur.

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.

I say good-bye to the part of myself that misses him so much.