But I want to feel like life matters. I had something real with you, but then the realness scared me. I decided to go for other things instead.

We always see our worst selves. Our most vulnerable selves. We need someone else to get close enough to tell us we’re wrong. Someone we trust.

How sad it must be for you to be nothing more than a hollow statue, to have your tomb preserved and your story forgotten.

I've worn black today, because I've heard so often that it's supposed to be slimming. But instead I am this sphere of darkness submarining through the halls.

Laughter rarely lasts longer than a few seconds, it's true. But how enjoyable those few seconds are.

Moments into minutes. Minutes into hours. Hours into days. Days into years. Years into possibility. This will linger.

The minute I knew I was in love was the minute when there was no question about it.