I was starting to think I was making up memories, just to have answers. Our brain does that sometimes. Or at least mine does.

next to it was a dvd called 'as i get laid dying,' which had a hospital scene on the front. it was like grey's anatomy, only with less grey and more anatomy.

I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I'm seeing we don't live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist.

detachment, n. Even when I detach, I care. You can be separate from a thing and still care about it.

Measure the hope of that moment, that feeling. Everything else will be measured against it.

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.

Freedom is also about what you will allow yourself to do.