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

In my experience, desire is desire, love is love. I have never fallen in love with a gender. I have fallen for individuals.

I am like the fish in the aquarium, thinking in a different language, adapting to a life that’s not my natural habitat. I am the people in the other cars, each with his or her own story, but passing too quickly to be noticed or understood.

The unwarranted devotion. Putting up with the fear of being with the wrong person because you can't deal with the fear of being alone. The hope tinged with doubt, and the doubt tinged with hope. Every time I see these feelings in someone else's face, it weighs me down.

But death is not freedom. For a moment, it can look like freedom. But then it's death. Anything. Something. Nothing.

Once you experience enormity, it lingers everywhere you look, and want to be every word you say.

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.