You are so close, and I can’t reach you.

Which is more stubborn, the love or the two arguing people caught within it?

... I love books about freaks," because I am one. You might be, too. Let's be freaks together?

Sometimes memory tricks you. Sometimes beauty is best when it's distant.

We wish we could have been there for you. We didn't have many role models of our own--we latched on to the foolish love of Oscar Wilde and the well-versed longing of Walt Whitman because nobody else was there to show us an untortured path. We were going to be your role models. We were going to give you art and music and confidence and shelter and a much better world. Those who survived lived to do this. But we haven't been there for you. We've been here. Watching as you become the role models.

Sometimes when you hit send, you can imagine the message going straight into the person's heart. But other times, like this time, it feels like the words are merely falling into a well.

We all contain mysteries, especially when seen from the inside.