They never played games with each other, they never had tow worry where they stood, because if either of them had a moment of wavering, the other would say I love you and would mean it and all doubts were forgiven because in this one case it was found that love conquers all.

I am a drifter, and as lonely as that can be, it is also remarkably freeing. I will never define myself in terms of anyone else.

I don’t want to know anything, and I want to know it all

With some break-ups, all you can think about afterwards is how badly it ended and how much the other person hurt you. With others, you become sentimental for the good times and lose track of what went wrong.

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

I find I very rarely live up to my words. And since you know me primarily through my words, there are oh so many ways I can disappoint.

This is not something insignificant. This is real. This is happening, and this is ours.