Our lives change. Our feelings for each other change. Our bearings change. The song changes. The air changes. The temperature of the shower changes. Accept this. We must accept this.

This is what a memorial is: standing still, staring at something that isn’t ther

Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it makes you realize that breathing is hard.

I text tiny a minute later. MADE NEW GAY FRIEND. And he texts back PROGRESS!!!

You made me lose my appetite, Boomer." "My mom tells me that all the time. Your family must be just like mine!

there was a time before you but I can't remember it now a time before your beauty and I were formally introduced I'm sure I lived without you but I don't remember how can't imagine living without these feelings you've produced just one glance and my life was redrawn just one word and my vocabulary changed I asked the time and you said 'what's the hurry?' you asked my name and I almost forgot

tiny: but there is the word, this word phil wrayson taught me once: weltschmerz. it's the depression you feel when the world as it is does not line up with the world as you think it should be. i live in a big goddamned weltzschermz ocean, you know? and so do you.