Answerless questions can destroy you. Move on.

I was sixteen and equipped with the appropriate genitalia, so I cleared that hurdle nicely.

dissonance, n. Nights when I need to sleep and you can't. Days when I want to talk to you and you won't. Hours when every noise you make interferes with my silence. Weeks when there is a buzzing in the air, and we both pretend we don't here it.

I never have people tell me their stories. I usually have to figure them out myself. Because I know that if people tell me stories, they will expect them to be remembered. And I cannot guarantee that. There is no way to know if the stories stay after I'm gone. And how devastating would it be to confide in someone and have the confidence disappear? I don't want to be responsible for that.

She is my first and only love. Most people know that their first love will not be their only love. But for me, she is both.

Yesterday is another world. I want to go back there.

I guess I don't believe these things can ever be easy, although I also don't see why they have to be hard.